MEXICO CITY
[Simón inhales]
What you're saying doesn't make any sense, Cienfuegos.
It's absurd, even for you.
The first reaction to this kind of news is always denial.
It's the classic defense mechanism that precedes bargaining and acceptance.
It's followed by an urgency to keep her from dying.
I know it so well it's burned into my existence.
I lived it with Camila.
So I have a few pointers for you.
-Really? -Yes.
You couldn't possibly have damaged Samantha's heart.
Go see a cardiologist.
You really should.
What are you talking about?
Samantha played her part so well
by taking her pills religiously like the doctor ordered.
Her psychiatrist?
-Felicia Montalvo. -[dramatic sting]
An excellent professional.
Your daughter made a good decision to see her.
She was just the person for the job.
You motherfucker. [breathing heavily]
This is between you and me. You have no right to go after Samantha.
You want to talk about rights?
I believe you have a right to know why your wife had to die.
But you're so far from home.
This is too much for you to have to deal with.
Tomorrow you all head back to Colombia.
Who the fuck do you think you are
fucking with my family and telling me what to do? Huh?
Bogotá has great cardiovascular surgeons.
I'm more than happy to recommend one--
Are you out of your goddamn mind? Huh?
[Simón grunts]
If you don't get your family on that plane tomorrow,
there might be an accidental fire at your dad's restaurant.
A total and complete loss.
With him in it.
And your sister-in-law and her husband will have a terrible accident.
Cartagena can be very dangerous.
-[Simón grunting] -Enough! Calm the fuck down, asshole!
-[Simón grunts] -[Zacarías panting]
Your life… Your life is never gonna be the same again, you hear me?
When you leave here,
you'll have a single obsessive thought pounding in your head, eating you alive.
"How am I gonna save my daughter?"
"How do I save her life? How?"
"How far am I willing to go for her?"
And then… [exhales] …you'll discover the hell you've never known.
If what you're saying is true, I'll kill you, you crazy motherfucker!
[Simón breathing heavily]
-Yes. -[Simón exhales]
Right there, Simón.
That's the exact feeling of desperation that came over me
when the doctors told me Camila was gonna die…
unless she got a healthy donor heart.
-[Simón grunting] -Calm the fuck down,
or I'll put a bullet in your head right now.
Enough!
The countdown has begun.
It's going to be your worst nightmare.
All the sleepless nights,
the helplessness.
Now you'll understand what I went through.
But understand this.
I don't want your absolution.
I want you to walk in my shoes…
and to suffer as much as I did.
I want you to watch him and his family get on the plane.
You want me to bring your wife home, boss?
No.
They should go together.
So she can see the look of desperation on his face.
Maybe then she'll appreciate…
what I went through.
[dramatic sting]
[dramatic music building]
Safe travels.
[muffled upbeat music playing]
[upbeat music building]
["In a Heartbeat" by Cavendish Music playing]
THE MARKED HEART
[horn honks]
Samantha, are you all right?
You're so quiet.
[Samantha] Oh my God, Dad!
Are you hurt?
-[Lucas] What happened? -[Simón exhales]
-[Samantha] What'd they do? -You all right?
-[Samantha] Yes. -[Simón kisses]
[Simón breathing shakily]
-What did he say? -[Simón kisses]
Are they gone? Did they follow you?
[breathing heavily] No, we're good for tonight.
You saw Zacarías. Please tell me what happened.
I'll tell you later.
Tell us now. We want to know.
Where's the pills you get from the psychiatrist?
-Why do you want my pills-- -Give me the goddamn medication!
[pills rattle]
[Simón breathing heavily]
Don't take any more of this poison.
Okay?
Okay.
We need to pack up. We're leaving Mexico.
-[Samantha] What? -Pack your stuff now!
-[Simón exhales] -[Camila inhales]
I'll go help.
-What the hell's going on? -[Simón exhales]
Why do you have to leave?
No, you have to pack too.
We're going home to Colombia, and so are you.
What?
No. No, no, no, I'm not leaving my house, my work, all of my fans.
Apparently, you don't understand you're part of this nightmare, Nicky.
But I swore to myself I'd never go back--
And I swear I won't let anything happen to you.
-What else could they do? -Whatever the fuck they want!
There was a nurse named Karla, who had the idea of trying to help me.
Do you know what happened to her?
It's my responsibility to keep you safe.
[Simón exhales]
How could anyone intentionally damage someone's heart?
It seems impossible.
Apparently, it was the psychiatrist.
She prescribed the pills.
And Sam's been taking them for months, just like she recommended and…
They did something to her heart. That's why she passed out.
I can understand the medication having side effects and throwing her off,
but attacking her heart? I think they're lying to you.
I looked it up earlier. It's actually medically possible.
[Camila exhales]
You know what Zacarías is like.
He's an expert at making others believe what he wants them to.
He wants to get into your head, my love.
Look at me.
This can't be. Even he couldn't do something this unthinkable.
So I can go through what he went through.
What?
We fly out in the morning.
I want to get a cardiologist's opinion on what's happening to Samantha.
I'm afraid everything they told me could be true.
No, this whole thing is absurd.
She's going to be fine.
Simón, she's going to be fine.
Okay?
Where are we going anyway?
To Colombia.
Simón, that is going to put us in too much danger.
Do you know what your husband told me?
He said he'd burn down the trattoria with my dad in it
and that Gaby and Julio would have an accident.
I don't want anyone else to get hurt.
No.
I'm sorry. I can't believe this is actually happening to us.
I don't understand.
[Camila breathes deeply]
At least we're going somewhere familiar.
That's where we lived, and we still have a home to go to.
And I know some good doctors. And your mother lives there.
My mother?
Your mother's husband is Colombia's president.
You realize that your life is still in danger?
My family thinks I died that day.
[sighs] I don't know.
I don't think I can confront my mother right now.
I'm not saying you have to come with us, I'm just telling you what I have to do.
Which is go back home and get some answers.
-That's all. -I'm not leaving you alone, Simón.
[Camila sighs]
I go where you go.
This heart and I will never leave you alone again.
[Camila inhales]
We found each other.
There's no way I'm letting you go.
I love you.
[pensive music playing]
[Camila sniffles]
[horns honking]
[phone line ringing]
[Mariachi] How are you, boss?
Yeah, they're all getting into a taxi with their fucking suitcases
and stupid sad faces.
He did what you told him.
Just make sure they all board that plane to Colombia.
[tender music playing]
[horns honking]
[song fades]
-Wow. -[Lucas exhales]
Just like we left it.
So when can we see Grandpa, Gaby, and Julio?
One thing at a time, bud. [kisses]
-Nicky, come on! -What?
-I want to show you my room! -Okay, but I'm not running up the stairs.
Slow down!
It looks just like it used to.
Your aunt is an angel and looked out for it while we were gone.
Are we gonna let them know we're home?
They're away celebrating their anniversary in Cartagena, and…
I wouldn't want to ruin their celebration. Not yet.
I'll go see my friend Tata. I'm sure I can stay with her.
I think the best thing is for you to stay here with us.
[Samantha] I think so too.
When you're around, it's like having a little bit of Mom here.
You do have her heart inside of you.
[trumpet music playing]
[Camila inhales]
[Camila exhales]
I'm going upstairs.
[Camila exhales]
[Camila exhales shakily]
[gentle whooshing]
[heart beating]
[phone line ringing]
Mariachi, we're good.
They all came straight home. Like good little doggies.
[Cárdenas] You finally did what I told you and came back home. Huh, Zacky?
Why? Too much tequila in Mexico?
It was all work, sir.
Lorena.
Sweetheart. [chuckles]
-Mr. President, how are you? -Good as ever.
But I'd be even better
if he told me how he gets such beautiful assistants.
-It's "consultant," Mr. President. -Sorry.
-Titles are very important. -Yeah, I agree.
Lorena has scheduled a press conference for tomorrow morning.
As you know, Mr. Cienfuegos signed an agreement
requiring the media to report more carefully.
Keep the reporters out of this.
All those assholes know how to do is criticize me.
You have to remember you already closed three radio stations.
-You have heard of freedom of expression? -[Lorena chuckles]
But why step on my balls?
I want some respect!
That's the whole point of being head honcho. [laughing]
-[Lorena] Hmm. -[Cárdenas chuckles]
[Samantha] Mmm, I missed you so much.
[Tomás] Me too.
-[Samantha] Mm. -You know what else I missed, Sam?
Mmm, I'm dying to find out.
Yeah?
First…
I think you and I need to get out of here.
I'm going somewhere with my dad.
Doctor's appointment.
[gentle music playing]
What for?
I don't know, but he's in a hurry.
-It's weird. -[Tomás sniffles]
But you're okay?
You know I'm not great.
I'm not hungry, always tired…
I even passed out.
[Tomás] Hmm.
And I'm still depressed.
It's really…
painful and exhausting.
I know you've been through a lot.
I know.
And since those assholes found us, it's a million times worse.
[Tomás] Hmm.
That fucking Mariachi should be in jail.
[Samantha] Yeah.
[Tomás sighs]
I know this thing isn't over yet.
They want something.
[gentle music continues]
[man] Come on, people! You're not on fucking vacation!
The criminals aren't working in slow motion.
I want the same determination from you.
Move it!
[phone ringing]
[gentle music playing]
I know.
I swore that you would never lay eyes on me again.
But you probably remember I'm not good with promises.
[Nicky chuckles]
You look…
just the same. [chuckles]
-That means beautiful, I take it? -[man chuckles]
-Beautiful, of course. -[Nicky chuckles]
[clears throat] Um, how's everyone? Your family? Your kids?
Your wife?
Ex. My ex-wife.
Really?
Yeah.
Imagine that.
What ever happened to "for better or for worse"?
Well, the "better or worse, till death do us part" is, um,
overly optimistic or a misunderstanding.
[Nicky] Hmm.
Policeman, philosopher…
A perfect combination for combatting evil. Isn't it, officer?
Why are you here, Nicky?
[Nicky inhales]
Don't get worked up. I turned the page long ago.
What I want now is your help.
-Mmm. Sure. -Professionally.
Not as the guy who promised me everything,
then broke my heart and walked out the door.
Coffee?
Ice-cold beer.
Rum.
Rum? Okay.
[party music playing]
-[party music continues] -[people cheering]
-[man whistles] -[woman 1] Whoo!
[woman 2] Come on! Yes!
[music fades abruptly]
[assistant] Your client's here, sir.
[Sarmiento sighs]
Care for some wine?
I only want to know if your company can really get my wife a new liver, sir.
If you have the budget,
we can get anything for you.
Our number one priority is to put a smile back on our clients' faces.
[dramatic music building]
Organ trafficking?
I'm aware of it.
Irreproachable inspector Rentería is behind bars for it.
Yes, but the organization's leaders are free as birds.
[man] Hmm. [inhales]
Nicky, my advice is this.
Tell your friend to file a formal complaint with the police.
That's how it works.
He's scared, Tulio.
These guys are protected by powerful people.
If Simón knew I was talking to you about this, he'd be pissed off.
However, not everyone has a former lover on the force.
Right?
That's true.
So what do you say?
No promises.
I'll take a look, and if there's something to go on,
I'll let you know.
[Nicky] Mm-hmm.
Or I could buy you dinner
and we could talk about this whole thing some more.
[Nicky chuckles]
[salsa music playing faintly]
You actually think I'm ever sleeping with you again?
[scoffs] I guarantee you the answer's no. And I gotta go.
[Nicky exhales]
-[bottle squelches] -[monitors beeping]
[cardiologist] And one over here.
Now I apologize.
These tend to feel a little cold on the skin at first.
There. All set.
Let's take a look at what we've got here.
[monitor beeping]
Just hang on here.
-[heart beating] -[monitors continue beeping]
I don't like it.
I'm concerned about what we see going on right here.
Particularly this.
The frequency and the peaks.
[dramatic swell]
[dramatic sting]
Myocarditis? Is that right?
Yes, and I'm sorry to tell you it's very advanced.
-[Camila sighs] -What? I don't get it.
What is so advanced?
I brought these, doctor.
Could this medication be what's causing these problems for Samantha?
Well, all medication has some undesirable side effects.
I suppose it's possible,
but this was prescribed for her by a specialist, so it's highly unlikely.
It's possible, though?
If it were the case, it would be malpractice.
But it's possible.
Can you explain what you're talking about? I'm lost.
Doctor,
what exactly did Samantha's test reveal?
[cardiologist sighs] It shows…
[smacks lips]
…that her left ventricular function is quite diminished.
In Samantha's case…
the only way to remedy the situation
is with a heart transplant as soon as possible.
A transplant? I'm just a little tired, that's all.
[Samantha exhales]
Are you serious?
-What's going on? I don't understand. -Hold on!
Doctor… Doctor, what's next?
[cardiologist] For now, we need Samantha to rest and avoid exertion.
And we'll need to do a series of evaluations
and put her name on a waiting list as soon as possible.
Put her name where? A waiting list for what? I don't…
A waiting list for donor organs.
Which consists of people who are declared brain-dead,
but whose heart and other organs are functioning and healthy.
Yes, but my question is, doctor, how long will my daughter have to wait for a donor?
-Simón. -Mr. Duque.
There are 2,000 patients on Colombia's wait-lists.
They're all waiting for transplants. New livers, kidneys, lungs…
and hearts, of course.
The wait-lists are long,
and the donor rate is quite low.
The problem is that our population is not properly informed.
If more people only knew how many lives we can change or save
with organ donation…
If we clarified the misconceptions, things would be so different.
This is ridiculous. I'm healthy. I'm not listening to this.
-Sam-- -I'm done here.
[dramatic swell]
[stretcher rattling]
-Simón… -I don't fucking believe this.
-Please. Calm down, sweetheart. -I can't calm down.
He just told me that I'm gonna lose my daughter.
Simón.
[tense music building]
-We need to discuss this. It's serious! -No.
-You need to listen. Samantha! -No.
You're crazy! He doesn't know what he's talking about. I'm too young.
-We can get a second opinion. -There's nothing wrong with me.
The medication you got from Dr. Montalvo.
What's the obsession with the medication?
-I took it like I was supposed to. -Zacarías.
[Simón exhales]
Zacarías?
Your psychiatrist works with Zacarías. [breathing heavily]
We don't know if he's blackmailing her or paying her,
but she prescribed an unusually high dose,
and it seems to have damaged your heart.
Felicia? Why would she do that?
Daddy, why would she hurt me?
Hey.
-I'll fix this. Trust me. Okay? -[Samantha exhales]
Daddy, am I dying?
No, and you cannot think like that! You're not going to die.
-How much time do I have, Dad? -I need you to listen to me.
You're my daughter.
I won't let anything bad happen to you. I'll fix this.
You heard the doctor.
There's all these people waiting for a donor on a list that's a mile long.
What'll you do to fix it?
Are you gonna kill someone?
Are you gonna find someone like Mom and rip her heart out and give it to me?
-Shh, Samantha. -Is that how you're gonna fix it?
Take it easy, sweetie pie.
Does it matter what I do now?
I'm going to die anyway. Taking it easy won't help.
-Sam, look at me right now. Look at me. -[Samantha exhales]
I don't know how to handle it yet,
but I swear on your mother's grave that you'll be fine.
-[Samantha whimpers] -Okay?
Come here.
It's all right.
[Samantha sobbing]
♪ Through my darker days Love has been a way to hold ♪
-[Zacarías] Come on. -[Camila] Put that down, please.
I only like being behind the lens.
-[Zacarías] Look at me. -Tell the truth.
The restaurants,
the limousines,
all that fancy expensive stuff…
You only do that on the first two dates?
And then on date three,
Zacarías's dating manual says to do something romantic like a…
[chuckles] …a picnic in the country?
[Zacarías] You didn't come with a manual.
-You broke the mold. -Hmm.
And is that bad?
Sensational.
[Camila chuckles]
[Zacarías] I'm used to controlling everything.
But you've forced me to improvise.
You're bewitching, Camila.
I'm falling under your spell.
["Darker Days" continues playing]
-Sir. -[music halts abruptly]
Visitor.
[Zacarías breathes deeply]
Camila.
[smacks lips]
What brings you back to Colombia?
Playing dumb doesn't suit you, Zacarías.
[Zacarías gulps, exhales]
How did you find out where I live?
[Zacarías exhales]
What you're doing is absolutely despicable.
What do you mean?
I really thought you two would want to come home together.
You've always been shameless.
But this is just hateful.
Do you know how hard it's been to be the bad guy in this fucked up situation?
How can you take out the anger and hatred you have for me and Simón
on a completely innocent girl?
Zacarías, she's 19 years old!
Now we'll see…
if that new boyfriend of yours, the irreproachable Simón Duque,
can make a deal with the devil like the one I took on for you
because I couldn't let you die.
No.
Only someone rotten to the core could think up something so sick.
[Camila exhales]
All I want is for him to be thrown into…
the unmeasurable torture that comes with being in my shoes.
And for you to witness his transformation into the despicable person
you think I've turned into.
[Camila breathes deeply]
[Camila inhales]
I'm here to make a deal with you.
[dramatic music playing]
-Music to my ears, sweetheart. -[dramatic sting]
This goes against everything I believe in, and it breaks my heart.
It puts me
on your level.
I can't live with myself if Simón and his family have to suffer
because of your cruelty.
Go on.
Get in touch with the human scum you do business with.
And have them do whatever it takes
to find a healthy heart that will save Samantha.
[Camila breathes shakily]
In exchange, I'll give you the child you want.
[dramatic swell]
[Camila exhales]
You're willing to have our child?
That's the deal.
Don't take too long.
[dramatic music playing]
[Zacarías breathing heavily]
[dramatic music building]
[music halts abruptly]
[keys jingle]
Hi.
[Camila breathes deeply]
Hey.
How's it going?
Trying to hold on.
I tried to get in touch with my mother, but she's out of the country.
And… [sighs]
I was looking into options.
Did you find anything new?
-Just fucking dead ends. -[Camila sighs]
I made calls to hospitals,
emailed cardiologists from at least ten different countries for information.
Zacarías wanted me to walk a mile in his shoes.
Here I am.
There's a huge difference though.
I always had an issue with my heart, whereas…
he damaged Samantha's heart on purpose.
[Camila exhales]
[Simón sighs]
Daddy, how'd it go with the doctor?
What did he say?
[Tomás sighs] Ever since my grandfather died,
the only thing that's kept me going…
is the fact that I have you in my life, Samantha. [inhales]
[romantic music playing]
I won't let anyone hurt the love of my life.
My life is just so messed up, and you deserve better.
You should forget we ever met.
You might as well ask me to stop breathing.
-You're a giant idiot. -[Tomás exhales]
-Really? -Yes.
[chuckles]
Well, this idiot is crazy about you.
[Tomás chuckles]
[Samantha chuckles] I love you.
Baby.
Hang on.
I need to do something.
-[horns honking] -[sirens wailing]
[receptionist] Yes, of course.
-I'm Felicia Montalvo's patient. -[receptionist] Your name, please?
It's an emergency. I really need to see her.
-[receptionist] One moment. -[computer keys clicking]
Unfortunately, she has no openings at all today.
That so?
Aw, too bad.
I guess we'll have to insert ourselves into her schedule.
Thanks so much. Come on.
-[receptionist] Sir! Miss! Stop! -[Tomás] This way.
-Security! -[Tomás] Let's go! Let's go!
[Samantha] Shit!
That's her!
Felicia! [panting]
You fucking piece of shit!
Why did you do this to me?
Tell me why you did this to me!
Tell me, goddammit!
-Fucking bitch, keep it down. -[Felicia yelps]
Forgive me!
Please, I'm so sorry!
-I had no choice! -You're sorry?
You gave me heart failure!
-[Felicia screams] -Shh! Stop screaming.
We're gonna have a little therapy session right now.
-Shut up already, bitch! -[Felicia straining]
[Felicia screaming]
-[Felicia groaning] -Shut your fucking mouth!
Enough!
-[Felicia straining] -[Tomás] Shh!
[gasps] I'm sorry, Samantha.
They said if I didn't help them, they'd kill my son.
-You don't know what they're capable of. -I know exactly what they're capable of.
They're the ones who stole my mother's heart!
And you're a killer just like those assholes!
Enough, baby. Put it down.
[Felicia whimpering]
Samantha, put it down. Now!
-[Felicia moans] -[man] Up there! up there!
You won't get away with it like those fuckers! You won't get away!
[whimpering]
[Greta] Ah! It is so good to be home.
I am exhausted. [chuckles]
And where's my husband who's usually at the door to greet me?
-[Cárdenas] Finally! Get over here! -[Greta chuckles]
-Mwah! -[Greta chuckles]
Jesus Christ, woman.
Maybe next time, leave a little something for the other ladies?
I'm sure you wouldn't want your First Lady dressed in rags, darling.
No.
Did my country do all right without me?
It was a shitshow, but who gives a fuck?
My queen, how's my only step-son?
Ah, in love with a new boyfriend.
-He adores Brussels. -[Cárdenas chuckles]
I'd love to get caught up with you, but I… [inhales]
…have to attend a cabinet meeting in two hours.
It's all I could do to keep my eyes open.
Zacarías?
He just got back from Mexico.
My god. [inhales]
Neither one of us was home to acknowledge
the anniversary of Camila's passing.
[Greta sighs]
I'll get hold of Tata, and we'll go visit her grave together.
["Darker Days" by Cavendish Music playing]
♪ Through my darker days Love has been the way to hold ♪
♪ When the truth unfolds I close my eyes to hide away ♪
♪ I cannot escape the ways In which she holds the power
-[dramatic sting] -[dramatic music playing]
[tires screech]
-[Felicia grunting] -[Mariachi] Ah, shut the fuck up.
-You're gonna need your tears for later. -[Felicia sobbing]
No, Mariachi. Garabato's being an asshole.
Take the hood off the lady. She's suffocating.
-[Garabato] Quiet! Whiny bitch. -[Mariachi laughs]
[Mariachi] Show some respect, Garabato.
She might tell the boss you were mean to her.
[Saturno and Garabato laugh]
[horns honking]
[dramatic sting]
-[dramatic swell] -[Felicia breathing heavily]
[Sarmiento] I understand congratulations are in order
for the exemplary work you've done,
Felicia.
We've brought you here to inform you of the conditions of your retirement.
Which starts now.
The Organization feels it would be best for you to cease working.
I did everything you asked me to do.
I'm begging you. Please don't ask for more.
-I have a son. I need to-- -Oh, no, no, we're not asking.
Don't worry, some parts of you will continue to work.
After we conduct a thorough medical assessment, of course.
Cheer up, Doctor.
Your death is going to save several lucky people.
[dramatic music building]
[Felicia grunting, screaming]
[Samantha whimpering]
[somber music playing]
[cardiologist sighs] It shows
that her left ventricular function is quite diminished.
In Samantha's case, the only way to remedy the situation
is with a heart transplant as soon as possible.
[sobbing]
[somber music continues]
[trumpet music playing]
[music continues through headphones]
[Simón breathing heavily]
[Valeria] You haven't run in a while.
What are you running from?
It's falling apart. [breathing shakily]
Our daughter…
You remember the day she was born and we saw her for the first time?
We told ourselves
we'd do everything in our power to protect her. [breathes deeply]
Valeria,
she's the light of our lives.
What do I do?
[gentle whooshing]
[gentle swell]
[breathing shakily]
[Fausto] I was surprised you didn't spend more time in Mexico, Cienfuegos.
I didn't think it was fair
to keep you apart from your brilliant wife, Fausto.
-[Fausto] Mmm. -Zacarías, they're ready for you.
[camera shutters clicking]
[Zacarías sighs]
-Good morning, everyone. -[speaker screeches]
I promise to be quick.
We invited you here today, on behalf of President Cárdenas,
to celebrate the successful signing
of the agreement with the Mexican government.
Which is a great opportunity for growth in both our countries.
I know we provided you all with the detailed information
for today's conference.
You've read it, I hope.
I also know that there are questions you'd like to ask.
So let's get started.
[Camila] I only have one question for you, Mr. Cienfuegos.
-[dramatic sting] -Do we have a deal or not?
[camera shutter clicks]
-Get her out. -Of course.
-[whispers] Sorry, miss. You can't stay. -No, hold on a second, please.
All citizens have a right to express their concerns.
Although this is a private matter…
[camera shutters clicking]
…I'll be happy to answer your question when I'm finished.
Just media from now on.
-[reporter 1] Mr. Cienfuegos… -[reporters clamoring]
[reporter 2] Mr. Cienfuegos,
will we be cutting economic ties with our other…
[camera shutter clicks]
[Camila breathing shakily]
-Camila. -[Camila sighs]
If it isn't the art dealer.
How's the gallery?
I can't believe I ever trusted you.
I'm glad you weren't seriously injured in the fire.
We were quite worried about you.
Tell me one thing.
How much does Zacarías pay you to be such a deceptive bitch?
[dramatic music plays]
Camila, you need to believe that I honestly admire your work.
If circumstances were different, I really think--
[Zacarías] No!
[Camila] You're disgusting.
-Let go of me, dammit! -[Lorena sighs]
I'll leave the two of you to tear each other apart in private.
[Camila exhales]
-[Lucas] Hey, Dad. How's it going? -I'm all right. You?
Where's Camila?
She had a meeting, so she left kind of early.
-Do you know if your sister's awake? -No, I don't think so. But I'm starving.
Yeah, breakfast.
-I can make some-- -Oh no, that's okay. Let me do it.
You're gonna go wild because your guest today is Nicky Guerra.
I'm a specialist in everyone's favorites.
Huevos rancheros. Chilaquiles.
-Huge country breakfasts. -[Simón chuckles]
Arepa. Colombian. Venezuelan.
You know how to cook all of those?
A big benefit of having lived all over the place.
[Simón chuckles]
-So? -[Lucas] Um…
Time's up, Lukey. Venezuelan arepa it is.
-[Lucas] Sounds good. -One down.
-What are you having, sir? -Um, Colombian.
-Okay, Colombian. -[Simón chuckles]
[loud thud]
[ominous music playing]
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Just be glad I didn't reveal myself to the press.
Can you imagine the headlines?
"Zacarías Cienfuegos's long-lost wife rises from the dead."
That move wouldn't be good for either of us.
Do we have a deal, or don't we?
You realize you're asking me to commit a crime, right?
[Zacarías exhales]
[lighter clicks]
I'd quit smoking, you know.
You're really prepared to do this for that guy?
Your love's that strong?
You still don't see him for who he is, do you?
He's in love with his wife Valeria's heart.
Not with you.
You're nothing more than a…
a vessel.
So, is it a yes or a no?
[Camila exhales]
[dramatic music playing]
No.
Why not, Zacarías?
Isn't that why you imprisoned me in that house?
Because you wanted us to start a family together?
-So why is it no? -Not like this, sweetheart. Not like this.
Not like this.
I want you to live this with Simón.
Because then you'll understand for yourself the hell I was living.
And when you do understand
the magnitude of the sacrifice that I made for you…
then you'll come crawling back for forgiveness.
[Camila exhales]
And we'll have the happiness we both deserve.
You deserve
to be locked up in an insane asylum.
[Camila exhales]
I swear to you, Zacarías.
I'm gonna make you pay for all the bullshit you've subjected me to
and all the harm you've done. I swear! I swear it!
[Camila breathing heavily]
[Zacarías breathing heavily]
All that passion turns me on.
There's no one for me but you.
[Camila gasps]
Accept my proposal, then.
-Your love for me will save Samantha. -[dramatic sting]
Say yes.
[dramatic music playing]
[dramatic swell]
[opera music playing faintly]
[woman] Sorry to interrupt, sir.
You have a visitor.
We'll continue this later, my darling.
Look who the cat dragged in, sir.
First, let me welcome you back to Colombia, Simón.
And welcome to my newest establishment. Also known as "Eden."
Spit it out, man. The boss is busy.
I'm here to discuss one of your services.
[Sarmiento] Hmm.
It's not quite that simple.
It's pricey.
And the cost can cause issues to arise.
The issue is my daughter.
And I'll do whatever it takes to save Samantha's life.
And does that include ending one life to save another?
[door slides open]
[Felicia sobbing]
Recognize her?
She's the psychiatrist…
Oh, sorry…
the evil psychiatrist who ruined your little girl's heart.
[dramatic sting]
[Felicia whimpering]
The Organization wants to give you the opportunity
to avenge your daughter's life
and save it in one fell swoop.
She has a perfectly good heart.
It's available.
And as luck would have it, it's also compatible with your daughter.
Our medical personnel is on standby.
We just need to pick up the lovely Samantha,
and we're off to the races.
The only thing you need to do is pull the trigger.
Your daughter's worth a bullet, isn't she?
[Felicia whimpers]
[dramatic music building]
[dramatic sting]
[Felicia sobbing]
[Felicia whimpers]
[Felicia breathing heavily]
[dramatic music building]
[music halts abruptly]
["In a Heartbeat" by Cavendish Music playing]
[song fades]