-Simón. -None of that.
-I want an explanation. -Enough!
Mr. Duque, I understand.
They say people wear their pain on their sleeves.
I can't imagine what you've suffered.
The tragedy you've--
Calm down. Don't touch me, sir. Don't cause trouble.
I'd react the same way if someone touched my wife.
I'd be capable of anything. Anything.
But you have to understand this isn't fair.
For organ transplants,
it's completely forbidden to reveal the donor's identity.
You know that. Am I wrong?
This is absurd.
And you're being very reckless by accusing me and my wife
of being responsible for your wife's death.
Let me give you some context.
-They do 8,000 heart transplants per year. -Yes, I know.
You and Camila meeting is an unfortunate coincidence.
I don't believe in coincidences.
I'm fed up. Leave.
You won't accuse me of something I didn't do.
Let her go. Now.
Thank you.
A NETFLIX SERIES
You don't know how to use that thing.
What happened? I haven't heard from you.
I want to see you. Can I?
No, my dad had to go out, and I can't leave my brother alone.
Are you sure you're okay?
Yes, I'm fine, Samantha.
It's just…
Run, Samantha!
You chose the hard way.
You know who this is.
You are in danger!
You and I have business to settle.
It was self-defense. Your friend would've shot me.
He pointed a gun at me.
You have an hour to get here.
Or do you want to see your boyfriend die?
Go!
If you go to the police,
I'll kill your whole family.
Thank you, Dr. Lares. Take care.
-My pleasure. -Go ahead.
I've arranged Camila's transfer.
-The ambulance is on the way. -Good.
But we have another problem now, Zacarías.
We have to take action. Fast.
I know.
What you're saying is very serious, Mr. Sarmiento.
Do you have proof?
With you?
We need to verify this is reliable information.
"In the kingdom of ends, everything has a price or a dignity."
Kant said that.
What an extraordinary philosopher.
The proof I have
will not only take Cienfuegos and his puppet out of the running
but will also give you a direct pass to the presidency.
I'm here to negotiate
the price you're willing to pay.
If you need to interrogate her, wait until she's stable.
I have some questions for you too, Doctor.
Of course. Whatever you need.
My job is to save lives, Inspector, not destroy them.
Everything's ready, Dr. Carrasco.
Great.
Working in politics doesn't mean I don't have a conscience.
We're in the final phase of the election.
You decide.
What do you want in exchange?
A few small privileges for the organization I represent.
Politicians know how to deal with God and the devil.
Speak of the devil…
ZACARÍAS - CELL PHONE
Why don't you sit down, Madam President?
Or should I just call you "president"?
AMBULANCE
I fell in love with you like a moron.
I don't know how to care for you.
Well, not like that!
If anything happens to you, I'll die.
Something has already happened.
-Lucas. -What?
I have to go. I have an emergency.
Our aunt and uncle are coming.
If they see you left me, they'll be angry.
You're older now, right? Can't you wait for ten minutes?
CENTRAL CLINIC
Hi.
So?
So far, the results confirm that there's no organ rejection.
-Will Camila be okay? -Yes.
We don't need to do a heart biopsy.
We may be able to discharge her today.
Stupid Checo. He never answers his phone.
What's his deal? He was unemployed, and now he's always busy.
It's weird.
Mariachi's coming. We have an errand to run.
What are we going to do with him?
Wait for the girl to come.
I won't make you suffer too much.
I don't have time.
But…
if she doesn't come…
you'll pay for her.
How's Camila? What did the doctor say?
Her body's not rejecting the transplant.
I told you. Can we see her?
Yes, let's go see her.
Poor stepdaughter.
It seems she likes hospital food.
Or maybe she got a second-rate heart.
You don't seem like the same man who humiliated me.
You seem different.
Screwed up.
Braulio, I…
I'm sorry for the things I said.
I was under pressure, stressed. I'm sorry.
That's how I want you.
Low, calm, humble.
With your tail between your legs.
I understand if you don't want to keep working with me.
Who can say no to your mother-in-law?
That woman has gone to bat for you.
She practically worships you.
But anyway, Zac.
Even the best of families go through these things.
Come here.
Give your stepfather-in-law and future president a hug.
Come here, man.
Hi.
Hi, Sami. How are you?
Hey, aren't you going to give your grandpa a kiss?
Yes.
-Where's your dad? -No idea.
I came to see
if you needed help
with deliveries.
Yes. Look over there. They should be at the register.
Should I take them?
Yes, please.
Okay.
Douglas, don't do anything to her, please.
Let's talk.
We can resolve this between us, dude.
What do you think?
You think this is therapy? Shut up.
What's happening?
This is the boyfriend of the girl who killed Rojo.
I'm using him as bait. How am I doing?
You know how things are,
and you're playing this bullshit for your personal revenge?
-Get him out of here! -But the girl's about to come.
Did you not hear me?
-How old is he? -About 20.
And the girl?
She's young. Maybe 18.
Well, what do you know!
The boss needs a healthy liver.
Mariachi, you're a genius.
When she comes, take her blood and take it to Montejo.
If the labs say she's compatible, take that chunk of meat out of her.
If she killed Rojo,
make her suffer.
Move, dude.
Yes.
Let's see.
Stand. Go down.
I thought we were done with these scares.
Why do you always make a scene?
Because you're Mom's favorite. I had to do something, didn't I?
Why don't you go get your sister some decent food?
She wants to talk in private.
Only because I'm the favorite.
Zacarías asked me to bring these clothes.
How did you get to the hospital so late,
half-naked, with a man who isn't your husband?
Don't ask, Mom. It's exactly what you think.
You're so crude.
And since I know you'll find out, I'll tell you the rest.
His name is Simón.
He's Valeria Duque's husband.
The owner of this heart.
You slept with her widower?
He knows.
He can tell, Mom.
He knows his wife was killed because of me.
The police are going to interrogate me, and I can't lie.
So what are you going to do? Report Zacarías?
If you have to lie, lie. If you have to crush people, crush them.
Why can't you be my mom for once in my life?
Don't you see I need support?
What you need is logic.
And to forget that man.
Zacarías saved your life.
Now you have to save him.
Camila, please.
When did you perform a heart transplant on Camila Duarte?
March 15th.
The same day of Valeria Duque's murder.
A tragic coincidence, surely.
Please, Doctor.
We're too old for this, aren't we?
I refuse to believe there was foul play with Camila's transplant.
For your information, Inspector,
these procedures have a very strict protocol.
Who notified you of the donor match?
Who extracted Valeria Duque's heart?
My colleague, Dr. Montejo.
Now, if you want more information on the heart's origins,
you'll have to talk to him, of course.
Do you know how we can find him?
-Dr. Carrasco. -Yes.
Are you the butcher who put my wife's heart inside Camila?
Look into the eyes of the man you made a widower.
-Let go of me! -Simón!
What are you doing here?
I want to know what the doctor said.
You don't go near Dr. Carrasco
or anyone related to the case. Clear?
Now let us do our job. We have to locate the other doctor.
-Let's go, Bracho. -Dr. Montejo?
I know where to find him.
I see you're doing better.
Yes, I want to go home.
What were you doing in Simón Duque's house?
You know what the most humiliating moment of my life was?
When I asked the nurse for your clothes, she told me you arrived in a robe.
Why did you sleep with him?
I'm asking you a question.
Have you considered it wasn't me who slept with him?
But her.
Valeria.
Don't underestimate my intelligence.
Not after everything.
-I'm being serious. -I'm being serious too.
I won't let you ignore what happened
with some metaphysical mumbo jumbo.
Why were you unfaithful when the only thing I've ever done
is respect you, adore you, and get blood on my hands for you?
Maybe I'm not the person you knew anymore.
I've changed.
Don't hide behind a woman who doesn't exist.
She doesn't exist because of you.
But you exist, thanks to me.
Doesn't that matter?
Why didn't you consult me?
Why didn't you ask me?
Why, Zacarías?
Why didn't you ask me if I was okay with it?
As if it's that easy.
We're not talking about choosing a restaurant or an apartment.
Exactly.
We're talking about a human life.
That life didn't belong to you, Zacarías.
Who do you think you are?
God?
Do you decide who lives and who dies?
You see?
If I'd asked your opinion…
you'd have scolded me like you are now. You'd be dead.
Because to make a decision like this, you need to be cold-blooded.
And you have to accept what follows.
The hell that is guilt.
Why?
Why did you cheat on me? Why?
Why? Did you stop loving me?
Did you stop loving me? Is that it?
It doesn't matter anymore, Zacarías.
Tell me what's going to happen to us.
I'm guessing we're going to jail, right?
There's no proof that we know where the heart came from.
Oh really?
And if the police find the murderers, what happens?
So sorry for missing your call, Cienfuegos.
I was in an important meeting.
Valeria Duque's husband showed up. He knows more than he should.
It's time to unleash the dogs, sir.
But you decided to break things off with us.
I don't see how that would be a problem for me.
Because I might mention some names during interrogation.
Or the way you run things.
What's best for us right now is--
Peace.
I'll expect you to come by to discuss details.
López, Jiménez, upstairs with Bracho.
Patrols one and two, secure the perimeter.
I repeat, patrols one and two, secure the perimeter.
No one's here, boss.
The son of a bitch escaped, then.
Who's clapping?
Guilt?
I'm a victim too.
But you're still alive.
How's my heart doing?
This is a dream, right?
Or a nightmare.
It depends.
Simón hates me.
He also loves you.
Are you okay?
Relax.
I'm not capable of hurting you.
I know.
I came to ask if that heart you have
belongs to my wife.
I'd like to know
when you decided to meddle in my life.
I mean, what a twisted plan, right?
How can you think I'd do that?
You'd have to be sick
to mess with my and my kids' lives.
And make me believe I could love you.
And my life could change overnight.
What were you thinking?
When I met you, I didn't know anything!
You have to believe me, please.
When I found out about what connected us,
I swear, I tried to tell you a thousand times.
When did you find out? Tell me.
Everything we've had is completely genuine.
Since I met you, I've wanted to be by your side.
Talk to you, go to the trattoria, hear from you.
Because being next to you gave me peace.
And that's what makes this such a problem.
That's what's crazy.
Because now I don't know if what I'm feeling is me!
Maybe it's her.
What the fuck do you mean?
I can't stop thinking for a moment
that maybe everything I'm feeling
when I see you, when my heart is in my throat,
it's her, sending you signals, calling out for you!
This heart you have doesn't belong to you. Are we clear?
Don't judge me like that. Please.
Don't punish me. It's not fair.
No? What should we do, then?
Blame your husband?
Will you tell the police your husband's guilty?
Things aren't that easy.
No, they're not.
Because death isn't easy.
It's permanent and definitive.
I have two young kids.
Do you want me to call them to explain how it feels
that their mom's heart was ripped out?
Sorry.
Leave immediately, or I'll call security.
Take care of it.
Mr. Duque's accusations are absurd.
There's no evidence that suggests what he said is true.
Doesn't it seem like a huge coincidence
that Valeria Duque was murdered
the same day your wife had a transplant?
The doctor already confirmed
that he fully complied with protocol.
And if Dr. Carrasco has no idea what you're talking about,
my client definitely doesn't.
I just want Mr. Cienfuegos to explain…
Look, my client has explained everything.
So…
unless you have an arrest warrant,
my client has nothing to do here.
Excuse us.
I'll ask you not to leave the city.
I love this city.
Excuse me.
Door.
Leave.
Leave!
Leave.
-Hi, Dad. -Hi.
Hello.
-How are you? -Good.
Is Camila better?
Camila's better. Yes.
-Samantha? -She just left.
-Okay, can you help me make the salad? -No.
My huge baby. My God!
What happened?
Camila had a transplant.
You know whose heart she has?
Valeria's.
What?
But that can't be. Are you sure?
I am. She just confirmed it.
But she won't confirm it to anyone else to protect her husband.
That son of a bitch, Zacarías, is responsible for Valeria's death.
You already know. What are we having?
Grilled chicken.
-And what else? -Lots of apples.
That's right.
Okay. What do you want now, Consuelo?
It's Simón Duque. Did you find Montejo?
No, he wasn't there.
Great, because right now, Zacarías and Camila are buying tickets to Alaska.
Without proof, we can't accuse her or her husband
of paying for your wife's heart.
When I know more, I'll call you.
Great, they want proof.
-I think I know who killed Valeria. -What?
Take care of my kids!
What? Simón, come back!
What's up, girl? How are you?
Good.
All good.
How's everything?
Cool, that's great.
Go, Samantha. Listen to me. Go.
-Look at you. -They'll kill you.
-Look at you. -Leave.
Babe, go.
Quiet, Tomás. I'm not leaving without you, okay?
Yes, I see.
Wait.
Put it away.
Let's go, quick.
The key?
-Come on. -I don't know where it is.
Wait.
If they catch us, we're toast. Please, hurry.
Here.
You do it.
Leaving without saying goodbye?
And with the guest of honor.
They can't arrest you for a crime you didn't commit.
I have the victim inside of me.
The only one guilty of that woman's death is Zacarías, not you.
Camila, you have to think hard about what you're going to do.
If you decide to tell the truth, it's serious.
There's a huge mafia behind all this. If you expose them, you're in danger.
I don't even have the stomach to expose Zacarías.
But do you have the stomach to stay with him?
Or will you leave him?
How could I leave a man who committed murder to save my life?
What about Simón?
Simón hates me.
He thinks I'm an accomplice.
When I realized I had Valeria's heart, I kept talking to him.
I went to his house. I bonded with his kids.
He thinks I'm a monster.
And he's right.
But you're a victim in all this, Cami.
I want to go far away.
I swear.
Now it's not so easy.
A crime's been committed.
And you're the main beneficiary.
They can put me in jail! They can take out my heart!
Enough.
I can't stand it anymore, I swear!
I'm supposed to be the expert,
the genius with all the answers,
and this one…
I don't have it.
Man, relax.
One step at a time. First, Camila.
We have the police on top of us. I don't know if she'll cope.
What matters most is delaying the investigation until the election.
If Cárdenas wins, I assure you--
When Cárdenas wins.
Exactly.
When Cárdenas wins, you'll get a letter of transit.
They'll assign you to an embassy, and you'll both get away.
That's why I reconciled with him.
I'm thinking of the future.
Your most immediate problem now is keeping Camila quiet
so she doesn't make a mistake.
When will she be out?
After the debate, I'll bring her home and figure it out.
I'll have them operate on you with your own knife.
What?
What's he talking about?
You're going to save a life
by donating your liver.
What?
Cool, right?
What?
Please, no. No.
Hold still.
Remember, you have two ideas. Don't deviate.
Being rich is bad, and the privilege of those in power needs to end.
But being rich is fucking great, Zac.
We'll laugh after the debate.
Okay, don't worry.
I'm going to snap that pretentious intellectual's neck.
Remember, disrespecting women is very bad publicity.
-Not even the petal of a… -Rose.
Very good. Plus, she's ugly as hell.
-I wouldn't even fight with her. -Okay, so.
-Don't get provoked. -Okay.
Moncada will mention her PhD,
and you, with your elementary education, don't deviate from those two ideas.
Tell me what a doctorate is.
Oh, well…
Nothing. Doctors are why this country's gone to shit.
Perfect.
You're very serious, Zac. What's up?
Your wife's fine.
Other things are stressing me out.
Doctor Julia Moncada, a pleasure.
You look beautiful as ever.
Oh, Cárdenas.
We are not here to flatter each other.
Well, a wasted flower.
Whatever.
Something wrong?
Do you still smoke?
We need to know when to put our vices to rest.
There are horrible rumors about you.
Things that can end your career,
Cárdenas' candidacy, your whole life.
I'm the right hand of the country's future president.
What did you expect? Praise and flowers?
I think it's much more complicated.
Isn't it?
Right there, dude.
You stay put. Stay there.
Keep watch.
What do we want? Her liver, kidney?
Let's take her kidney and corneas.
Hello.
Okay, I'll bring her over.
Good news, girl.
Your blood is a perfect fit for the job.
-No. -It's time, lovebirds.
-Help! Get me out of here! -Relax.
Quarter past nine.
It's an honor to see the great strategist once again.
Hey, I saw the debate with Braulio and Julia Moncada.
The guy even seemed smart.
An illusion, all thanks to you.
I don't care about politics right now. We need to fix this problem.
So what does the big strategist propose?
To keep the police from going any further,
we have to stop them from getting to the next…
the next link, your surgeon.
You're asking me to exile Dr. Montejo.
It's in our best interest, Sarmiento.
You know what to do and how.
I need Montejo for an urgent job.
Then we'll see.
It's a shame you've put us all at risk, sir.
I don't know how that guy found my wife.
I don't know how, but we need to fix this.
Your request means
that our plans with Cárdenas are back on, right?
I heard you were in contact with Moncada and her team.
Zacarías, the art of negotiating means having all options on the table.
Be careful, Sarmiento.
That's what I'm telling you.
Look, we'll do anything.
But I need my wife and me to walk free from the investigation.
Why not eliminate the accuser?
Son of a bitch.
There's nothing scarier in chess
than the silent threat of a pawn.
Whatever it takes.
But none of this can be traced back to me.
Simón, who also has--
-A pizzeria? -Yes.
How do you know?
There are very dangerous people behind this.
I didn't know anyone, just the guy who hired me.
Dr. Jacinto Robles.
We found Robles.
He's dead. They found his body in a field.
It's an order from Zacarías Cienfuegos.
Don't go near her if you know what's good for you.
Karla was unfinished business for them.
What could've happened to Zacarías?
It's weird that he didn't pick me up.
Yes, it's weird, but you were desperate to get out.
He must be making sure this doesn't escalate.
Right. I have to get used to being a felon's wife.
Don't be ungrateful. He's saving both of you.
Well, he's wasting his time, Mom.
I've already decided.
I can't live with this guilt.
But you can live with that heart.
Don't be a cynic, Camila, please!
I'd rip it out if I could, Mom!
I'll repeat myself.
I'm going to tell the police everything.
Hey, dude, that's Checo.
You can't go around beating people up.
I caught him snooping.
Control your dog, boss.
You're the one who needs to control your dogs.
What was he doing eavesdropping?
Go, take him inside, Garabato.
I won't allow this motherfucker's bullshit.
How are we doing with the job?
The client needs it.
It's all done, sir.
It's the dumb girl who killed Rojo. She's in great shape, you'll see.
Pájaro's bringing her now.
Perfect.
-Get rid of this idiot. -Yes, sir.
-You have the day off, Checo. -No way, boss.
Fuck off. Move, man.
Go. I'll take care of the girl.
Bye.
Look at her.
Didn't you hear them? Go.
Go.
The girl who's going to donate her liver.
Go on. Bye.
Please, let me go.
I swear it was self-defense. I didn't want to.
Subtitle translation by: Zach Beacher