Oh! I can't believe we get to see him again!
You're going to have to wait a few months, but I guarantee they're amazing tickets.
You're the amazing one.
Thank you for the best birthday ever.
-Hey. -Hey what?
As soon as we get to the house, I'm gonna get you naked
and make you forget your name.
Promise first you'll rip my clothes off in a frenzy.
Like a savage.
Till our two wonderful children barge in and ruin that perfect fantasy.
Crank it!
Right.
Hey, hey, hey!
-Watch out! -Hey! Hold on!
We need to hurry.
Honey, can you hear me?
Simón!
Simón, please.
Honey!
Please, I need help.
We'll get you out. Don't worry. We'll get you out.
My husband is unconscious.
-We got him. Don't worry. -Everything's fine.
-It's fine. -Wait, my husband!
-Stay calm. It's fine. -What are you doing? Hey!
-No, no, no! Simón! Simón! -Knock it off!
Simón! Simón!
-No, no, no! You can't do this! -Shut up!
You need to stay quiet. Quiet!
Simón!
Simón! Don't leave him!
No!
Let me out!
Mr. Master, you can open that champagne, the donor's in our hands.
Quiet. Shh. Quiet.
A NETFLIX SERIES
14TH NATIONAL MARATHON
-Run! That's it! She got it! -Run! Run!
-Whoo! -Let's go!
-Ah! -What's your time?
Whoo! How did I do? How did I do?
2 hours, 50 minutes, and 10 seconds.
-Whoa! -Hey, hey! Don't let her believe that!
-No, no! -I got pictures.
We need to celebrate with burgers!
-This isn't right. -Excuse me! I'm sorry!
I'm so sorry, I… I'm late for my wedding.
Camila, you're ridiculous. Do you know what time it is?
I'm sorry, Mama. I lost track of time taking pictures at the marathon.
No running!
There are two kinds of weddings, my friend.
Those that happen and those that don't. Which one am I at?
In my world, nothing happens, Marcelito.
Everything's planned.
Glad to hear it.
Costs a fortune to rent a tux these days.
Phew! Hi there!
Wash my Jeep as a wedding gift, and I'll love you forever.
-Mama. -Cami, your shoes.
Right. Right.
-Ah, Mama. -Relax.
-There. Got it, got it. -Hold on. Look at me.
Lipstick…
-I'm ready, Mama. -Right.
Zacarías is on the verge of a breakdown.
Excellent. Real brides arrive late, right?
-Oh, shit. -What?
-My camera. It's in the car. -There are a thousand cameras here.
Yes, but I feel naked without mine.
Once I've said "I do,"
promise you'll haul ass to get it and bring it to me.
As you wish.
Hi.
You're beautiful. So beautiful.
Late as usual,
and spectacular, just how I pictured you.
Are you trying to get out of this?
Is that an option?
She's having a heart attack.
Let's start before I change my mind.
Don't rush me, son.
According to experts in the subject, marriage is very much like art.
It requires patience.
In the name of the Father, the Son,
and the Holy Spirit--
Camila! Sweetheart!
-Is she okay? -Cami? Camila?
-Is she okay? -Sweetheart! Tirso.
-She fainted. -Is she conscious?
-Call emergency! -We need an ambulance!
Can you hear me?
-Call! It's urgent! -We need the hospital!
Is she okay? What's happening?
Oh my God!
Hey.
Easy, easy.
Mmm, I'm horrified at all the meat that you ate.
Oh, the vegan police is here.
Don't exaggerate, Mama. He didn't even eat half his burger.
No, 'cause that burger was gigantic. Another half cow, killer?
-No, thanks. -Listen.
I need you guys' help. I have to write an essay.
Oh, cue the music.
Dun-dun-dun.
Stop, I have to make up a story.
But I'm the worst at making my own stuff, so…
-Mommy. -Sweetheart.
Losers! You're so annoying.
I want your help because I haven't done anything that makes a great story.
-You haven't? -So I was thinking that maybe you guys…
could tell me one instead.
Hmm. Tell her how you met again.
-Us two? -Us two?
Mm-hmm! Finally, Lucas, a positive contribution to the family.
-No. Manners please! -Hey!
No throwing stuff at the table.
-Tell it! -Your father--
No, don't listen to her! I want to tell it. You take too long.
When I tell it, it's faster and more interesting.
-Sorry, Mom. It's true. -Traitor!
Easy, Val.
Do you realize what ti--
I'm keeping you up with the noise?
Well, it's a little loud, and, uh…
And what?
Don't rehearse for the most important audition ever?
Sorry.
I'm just throwing out options. Uh…
You could invite me to the audition
and maybe if everything goes your way, we could celebrate by, um…
getting married, or, uh…
Daddy, you were so cocky.
Yeah, a cocky buffoon.
Are you making fun of me?
If I hadn't made a fool of myself, you wouldn't exist.
So, then what happened?
Well, your silly mother ended up inviting him to the audition.
-No! -Ah!
-Your dad courted me for-- -Three months, I think?
-No, at least six. -Six? Are you sure?
But it was all very romantic, and I had no choice but to make him mine.
You had no choice, huh?
-Mm-hmm. -Get in here.
Aw!
Zacarías, we're gonna need a heart for Camila.
Hers isn't gonna hold on much longer.
You know, we've done everything we could possibly do.
Camila's been on the transplant list
for over three years and we still haven't found a donor.
Dr. Carrasco, we need you over here.
Excuse me for a minute.
Sorry.
I ruined our beautiful wedding, sweetheart.
Let's just say it's postponed, not ruined.
What did he tell you?
Will I make it?
Am I gonna have my opening or not?
You're gonna have it.
I give you my word.
Oh!
Ah!
Oh!
I hope you weren't thinking I would turn down your proposal?
Zacarías, the all-powerful.
The man who tells a nation who to vote for.
It's easier to win an election than a woman's heart.
Well, I have news for you.
My heart is already broken.
You love making me look bad in front of people. You get off on it!
Does your self-esteem rely on my misery? Do you feel superior or what?
Bravo! Really, well done.
It's in moments like these that I realize what a piece of shit person you are.
Pa…
-Hey! -What?
-You're supposed to answer. -Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
"I don't know how to react to all that resentment."
"I thought you were smarter--"
"I thought you were smarter than average." Good!
-Did you turn on the other oven? -Can you relax for two minutes?
Teo, table two!
I just need you to read these lines for my audition tomorrow. It's not hard!
I know, but if you do get cast in the play,
are you going to ditch the pizzeria?
No, I will never stop working.
Well then, you get back to work at your station.
Hurry up! Go! It's gonna burn.
Ah.
Hey!
Woo-hoo! Whoa!
-Oh yeah! -You're a star!
-Good evening, everyone. -Yes it is!
Yes, we're actually doing this.
Thank you for being here to celebrate the birthday
of a woman whose destiny in this life
is clearly to bring happiness to anyone in her vicinity.
Aw!
A woman with whom I have the pleasure of sharing
the phone bill, Wi-Fi passwords,
-corny jokes, sometimes… -Often.
-Always! -Awful dad jokes!
…and all of life's greatest moments.
I want to raise a toast.
First, for falling for me like an idiot.
Aw!
For our two gorgeous kids, here with us.
Mmm!
And most of all, and above all…
…for that wonderful smile, that is my reason for living, hmm?
Cheers.
Cheers. I love you.
Whoo!
-Whoo! -Woo-woo!
Love you.
Thanks, all.
Whoo!
I do have a confession to make in that so much joy makes me nervous.
My mother always used to say,
"You know, Valeria, joy is dangerous."
"Something always ruins it."
But,
tonight I want to thank you for showing me complete joy exists!
I love you with all my heart. Cheers!
Cheers!
Yeah!
Your favorite singer is coming back to town.
-No! You didn't! -Yeah. I did!
-No! -Yes!
Wow! I love you!
Valeria.
Valeria!
Mr. Master, you can open that champagne. The donor's in our hands.
What donor? Please, just tell me what you want.
-Shut up, bitch! Quiet! Shh! -Let go of me!
Shit.
No, man.
It's all good. Like I said, she's in perfect condition.
I'm the best in the business.
As soon as the goods are ready, I'll let you know.
Valeria!
Tell me what you want. Please.
Are you gonna ask for a ransom? Do you want money? Please!
No, no. Not at all. It's not a kidnapping.
This is something much grander.
You know, don't you?
There are those with too much wealth,
but not enough health.
And those like you, who hit the jackpot,
and have a heart of gold.
Which you're giving us.
No, please.
You don't actually mean that.
I have children!
Please!
-Shut her the fuck up, would you? -No!
Shut up! Hey! Shh!
Hello? My name is Simón Duque. I had an accident on the beltway.
Hey! Hey!
Yes.
I was involved in an accident.
I was unconscious, and when I came to, my wife was gone.
Please, I know something's wrong.
Thank you.
DEVICES
Yeah, dude! Whoo!
Hey! Hey!
Hey!
-I need help. -What the hell?
-You want help? -I need help.
Well, we need your help to buy more beer.
Yeah, 100,000 pesos should do it.
-What the hell? -Shit!
Wait! Motherfucker!
-Wait! Hey! Where you going? -Hey! Get back here, asshole!
Is Braulio Cárdenas an imbecile?
Yes.
And?
What's the problem?
I've already gotten five complete morons elected in three different countries.
And this is number six, right here.
-He's the next president. -Yes!
-Our next president! -Number six!
Let's do this!
No, no, no. The guy's an animal.
Sorry, I have to take this.
-Saúl, you read the numbers? -Yeah.
They're ready for social media.
Thank you.
What's wrong?
They've got a match for you.
A match?
I thought I was still too far down the list?
Your mother was right.
Miracles do happen.
But, I haven't had a chance to transfer these pictures.
They're very important.
-My exhibitions are soon-- -It has to be now.
This can't wait, Camila.
Of course you're nervous, sweetie.
You know that I'm an eternal optimist, Mama.
But it's not every day…
that you let someone cut open your chest and swap your old heart out for a new one.
You get a fresh start.
Don't think about anything else.
If you don't mind, mama, I need a minute to myself.
I'll be down soon.
DEVICES
Hi, sweetie.
What's taking you guys so long?
I've called both of you, and neither one of you answered.
Oh…
Sorry if we worried you, Sam.
I'll call you in a minute and explain things.
Aren't you gonna call it in?
Bro, why are you looking at this car when he stole ours?
Is this a joke to you?
Keep yelling in my ear and you'll see.
I'll book you for drunk driving, asshole.
Shit, a checkpoint.
Motherfucker. Pay attention, all right?
Have your ammo ready, bastards. Act casual and smile at these jokers.
CHECK POINT OFFICIAL STATE ARMY
Open your mouth or do anything, and I shoot you right here.
Smile, assholes.
-Officer, how are you? -Good evening.
-Where are you headed?
To our house.
We have an early start tomorrow.
Exit the vehicle.
Officer…
-Seriously? -Get out now.
-It's cold out here. -Turn around so we can search you.
This is nuts. Come on!
The bitch is running!
DEVICES
Zacarías, what's going on?
You left in a hurry.
Today's the day, Marcelo.
That's big news. You should be excited.
-I know. -How's Camila doing?
The woman runs marathons for fucks sake.
You can run, but you can't hide, bitch!
Where the hell are you?
Give it up, cupcake. There's no way you're getting out alive.
Come on, people are waiting for you.
For fuck's sake.
Go, go, go! Over there!
We need backup over here.
I need you to send me every unit you can spare tonight.
Secure the area.
Valeria!
Your daughter needs you sober, Greta.
It's just a little bit of medicine for my nerves.
Are you nervous about the operation?
Or is there something else that's going on?
Everything's under control.
Relax.
I never thought my prayers would be answered.
A camera?
Seriously?
You won't be taking pictures, honey.
So? I don't go anywhere without it. I don't know how to.
Dr. Carrasco's waiting, Camila.
Right.
Do we know who the donor is?
They don't give out that information. You know that.
What is it, Cami?
I've never been so scared in my whole life.
Hey.
This guy won't let anything bad happen to you.
Ever.
I know.
But will you still love me as much even if my heart is different?
Hey, come here, honey.
Don't die on me, bitch.
Fucking police.
Ignore them and get out of here. Step on it!
Mariachi. Mariachi, she's not gonna make it.
Fucking bitch can't die on us.
You gotta do something.
There's a shortcut coming up, then we can drop these fuckers.
What happened?
When?
How'd they die?
The person giving me their heart.
Please don't do this. You'll drive yourself crazy.
Does Lucho know, Mama?
Yes, of course.
He's gonna meet us at the hospital.
I need to talk to him.
In case something…
…something happens during the operation and I don't wake up.
No one else is dying tonight, Camila.
Finally! Fuck! Hey!
Hands in the air!
-Hey, I called. -You have a weapon?
Yes, I do. I'm taking it out, but it's not mine.
-Drop the weapon! -What?
Drop the weapon now!
-Don't shoot! Don't shoot! -Get down!
I set it down. Okay. Hey!
I called. Somebody kidnapped my wife.
Listen. My wife's in danger!
Let go, assholes!
My wife was taken from the car. Please, I'm serious!
Hey!
Everything's in place, Camila. We'll be prepping you soon.
You think I can handle it, doctor?
Of course you can. You're in great shape.
Remember, Dr. Carrasco is an expert at fixing broken hearts.
It's gonna be just fine.
My life is in your hands now.
And those of the good Lord.
I'm so scared.
It's normal to be nervous.
Just try to be thankful that a heart became available to you, Camila.
As you know,
the odds of it happening were pretty slim.
I'll leave you for a minute. Be back soon.
Thank you.
I love you, dear.
I don't want mistakes, doctor.
Let me just remind you though,
that the operation we're undertaking is the most complex intervention
in modern cardiac medicine, all right?
We're talking about my future wife.
I know that. We shouldn't have any issues.
The donor heart Camila's receiving is perfectly compatible.
However, I can never offer a 100% guarantee, Zacarías.
I have faith in you.
Well, maybe you can help out
by checking to see what's going on on the donor's side, all right?
How about that?
The donor will be here soon, Robles.
I don't give a rat's ass. Just get it here! I'm paying you!
EMERGENCY
You charged me a premium and I want service!
Now get it done!
Let's go, Rojo. Carry her ass home.
Quick!
You got it.
Stay alert, Garabato.
Let's go.
For God's sake, look at the state she's in.
-Go, go. -Go on.
Here?
You screwed up this time, Mariachi.
The bitch wouldn't cooperate, Doug.
You're supposed to be careful.
-Now let's hope I can fix your mistake. -Go.
I've had enough crap for one night.
More good news.
We are ready for you, Camila.
It's time.
-Now? -Yes.
Now you're gonna get the heart you deserve, Cami.
Exactly.
-I love you. -Me too.
Careful of your IV.
Okay.You got this.
Thanks.
-Follow me. -Right.
-Hi. -Uh, hey.
You're crying. What's wrong?
-What's wrong? -Nothing, honey.
Hey, Lucas.
-Uncle Julio! -Hey, buddy.
We have to proceed with the extraction immediately.
This poor woman is brain dead.
I'll get good drugs, right?
I love you. Don't cry, sweetheart. It's all good.
She's with the best. She'll be all right.
Give her ten cc of sedative.
The numbers don't make sense.
Are you seeing this, doctor?