THE MARKED HEART
Send more ambulances. Civilians are hurt.
Wake up, Samantha.
Sammy, please don't die.
Help!
Tell me you're okay, please!
The police have us now, Polo.
Wait. It's Perrote.
Move your asses!
You're all free!
Let's go!
Attention all units.
They're fleeing in a patrol car heading south.
She needs to go to the hospital!
Don't move, you punk.
-Let me go! -Stay still, asshole!
-She needs help! -Let's go.
She's dying, asshole!
Let me go, fucker!
Samantha is dying, asshole!
She's dying!
Hey!
Help her, please.
Careful.
Hey. You're under arrest.
No, please. He's innocent!
Take him away.
I told you he wasn't involved with those criminals.
He's under arrest. Period.
Let me see my daughter.
-I'll handle it. -The paramedics will help her.
You're heartless.
Shut up, or I'll throw you in the car with your friend.
Shut up!
I told you to handle Simón Duque, not make things worse!
You idiots!
Someone in your position should learn to handle their emotions.
What happened wasn't because of us.
But it sure was convenient
because it made Duque stop speaking out of place on TV.
End this circus now, Sarmiento, and make no more mistakes.
That's an order!
…the inspector. Hopefully…
Zacarías, isn't that Camila behind the reporter?
That sure is something that could turn into a problem
and cause a scandal.
I suggest that, before you raise your voice at me
or give me any orders,
control your wife, my friend.
What happened?
You can't go. Zacarías, you're taking a huge risk.
They're on our asses. Perrote, floor it!
Hold on tight!
We need backup!
They can't get away.
They're going to kill us, man.
Calm down.
They won't fucking catch us!
Die, you assholes!
Floor it! Come on!
Hold on.
Move!
There! This way!
Mr. Duque, can you comment on the allegations you made?
People want names.
-Who is behind the-- -Time for commercials, Portillo.
That's enough.
How is Samantha?
-You let your friends go. -How is she?
She fainted!
If Samantha dies, you better stay in jail.
Samantha, please.
-We'll take her to the hospital. -I'll go.
Ma'am, come with me.
I don't have time for your boss right now.
Tell him yourself.
Let the girl go with her godmother.
You don't get it, do you?
Don't make this harder.
I have orders to take you by any means necessary.
Don't worry. I'll go with Sammy. I'll keep you posted.
Let me know if you're okay.
Don't you ever lay a hand on me again.
She's been back three days, and I want to kill her already.
What happened?
I just saw Camila on the news outside that bank robbery.
No fucking way.
I'll handle it.
Do something.
Nothing. Camila's not picking up.
Why would she?
She's with her lover at that bank heist.
What are you gonna do, Greta?
I said, "Keep things quiet."
And that motherfucker made a huge scandal at the bank.
And who has to answer for it now?
Me. Like a fucking idiot.
Mr. President, I gave them strict orders not to shoot,
but somebody threw a grenade.
After that, there was no way to keep things quiet.
The other thing that concerns me, sir, is that I watched the media coverage,
and I think I saw the First Lady's daughter there.
Is that why your wife called?
Whatever I discuss with my wife is none of your business.
And my stepdaughter was not there. Why would Camila be around that mess?
I just mentioned it so you'd be prepared, sir,
because it's a question the reporters will ask you.
You focus on catching those thugs that got away.
Then people will only have time to congratulate us.
Do your job.
Come on, guys. Focus.
There. Let's go.
Come on.
Shit!
They got away!
Let's go.
Let's go. Come on!
Adding to the mystery of what happened,
a few minutes ago, Camila Duarte was seen getting in a state vehicle.
Camila Duarte is married
to presidential advisor Zacarías Cienfuegos.
She was seen around the heist site with Simón Duque,
the man that threatened to name government officials
presumably connected to an organ trafficking network.
Over the last year, there have been rumors about Camila Duarte,
President Cárdenas's stepdaughter,
including a messy divorce and even her alleged death.
What is Camila's link to that thief?
Don't even ask. I have a pounding headache.
Excuse me?
First, Camila pretends to be dead,
and now she has been seen with a man
who just told the whole country
that my administration is working with organ traffickers?
Fuck me!
Camila is involved in something shady.
And I need to know the whole story.
And did you see?
On top of everything, Zacarías went to rescue her?
That kid is a saint!
A saint?
Zacarías is the one responsible
for this whole mess.
He apparently damaged the heart of that man's daughter.
Just so you know.
When heads start to roll,
yours will be the first one.
Then you can forget the presidency.
Why did you disobey Cárdenas? What was that?
Was it a brain glitch?
That was no brain glitch.
I'm not an idiot, Lorena.
After that mess at the bank,
Cárdenas is going to be facing
an avalanche of shit.
And yes, heads will roll.
For example,
the inspector in charge or the sniper who fired the bullet.
Hey, I forgot to ask you.
What do you think of the alleged reappearance
of the wife of your highly-demanding boss?
There's something going on there.
And I'll find out what it is.
That woman is none of your business.
Focus, Fausto.
I'm more focused than ever.
Simón Duque has been arrested.
Do you know how much he can reveal?
You're in the government, Cienfuegos.
It won't be hard for you to eliminate that tiny problem.
If you don't know the chain of command,
I'd be happy to explain.
Talk to the Secretary of the Interior.
Fausto Benavides is not someone I trust.
Well, then,
maybe it's time to make new alliances.
Simón Duque is your responsibility.
That was our deal to get you out of jail
and let you run your organization.
Is the chain of command clear now?
I'm sorry. I had a little problem.
Are you hungry? Should I cook?
Fuck you.
Your decision to go to that bank was idiotic!
I planned to get you back in public quite differently.
Do you think I care?
Don't forget you're my wife. And the First Lady's daughter.
It's too optimistic to still see me as your wife.
Do you have any idea
what these people will do to Simón and his family
if he says anything?
The only thing you're afraid of
is that Simón will reveal you hired butchers to kill his wife.
That's what you're afraid of!
You're right.
It would be disastrous.
Even for you.
Don't forget you're carrying
the proof of my crime.
Tell that idiot
to think carefully about what he says.
Superheroes only exist in movies.
Then pull some strings and get Simón out of jail.
He didn't rob the bank. It was Tomás, Samantha's boyfriend.
You should understand why.
You always say that a man in love is capable of anything.
Please.
Are you asking me to help the pizza guy?
If Samantha dies while he…
while Simón is in jail, do you think he'll keep quiet?
Do you really think he'll stay silent?
Turn left.
Turn right.
This is a mistake. Let me speak to the inspector, please.
Quiet.
Over there. We'll get your prints.
You like photography, right?
If you say anything,
your family will disappear. Understand?
We see everything. We know everything.
So be quiet.
-Your ribs hurt, right? -Asshole.
You really fucked up, man.
Robbery, kidnapping,
battery.
I can help you get a plea to lower your sentence.
I can do that.
All you have to do is tell me where your friends are.
And that's it.
That's it?
Yes.
You're ambitious, man.
Good job.
But I'm no snitch, my man.
Of course not.
Look at me, fucker, because my face is the last thing you'll see.
Look at me.
Talk.
It seems my friends got away from you, right?
Don't worry. I'll bring your friends here
so they can rot with you in this shithole.
Huh?
I promise you that.
Hit him again.
It was hard to get her stabilized. She almost had a heart attack.
Will she be okay?
The next few hours are key.
What happened didn't help.
Jesus. Poor Sammy.
It's normal for a family member
to do something crazy in an act of desperation.
But what Mr. Duque did… Robbing a bank, thinking it was the right way to help her?
There was a mistake, Doctor.
Believe me. Simón is no criminal.
Well, the truth is
she now needs a new heart as soon as possible.
-Excuse me. -Thanks.
I'll be right back.
TROCONIS CALLING
So then,
is she coming or not?
She won't answer. She must be tied up.
Then find her and untie her.
I want her here tonight.
Don't try to pull any shit, man.
Convince her.
Seduce her. Win her trust.
You're not going to harm Nicky, right?
Don't ask stupid questions.
If you need to worry, worry about yourself.
Remember who you work for.
Do you understand?
I just don't get why you're interested in a woman who has nothing to do with us.
We need her to be our Trojan horse in the Duque household.
Jeez, Troya.
Don't even mention her.
I still don't get it.
Then hurry up and get it.
Dumb people don't last in this business.
That's how I like my women, man.
Brazen and ballsy.
You've been warned.
Any news about my daughter?
I'll answer your questions as long as you cooperate.
Your wife's case file is full of holes.
It's obvious that someone altered it to hide information.
Just hours ago, you stood there on live television
and said you'd be willing to name names.
Well, then.
I'm all ears.
-Do you have children? -I'd do anything for them.
Especially if it means solving their mother's death.
Like it's that easy, right?
What made you change your mind?
You have to help me
so I can help you.
Why are you here?
I have a better question.
Why were you outside that bank letting everyone see you?
-If that's why you're here, you can go. -Camila.
I want you to have a normal life.
I want you to be your happy, careless self again.
The one that took pictures and loved art.
That Camila is dead.
You have her locked in a basement.
And I want her back.
Listen.
How much does Simón need to save his daughter?
I'll give him the money.
But one thing. You have to forget about him and his family.
Where would you get the money? The national budget, I suppose?
Who cares where it comes from?
Please, think about it.
It'd be a win for everyone.
Don't answer right now.
Okay?
But think about it.
I'm tired of you not explaining yourself to anyone.
Who's the man from the bank? Who is he to your wife?
My personal life is private, even from you,
Mr. President.
Private? The whole country saw her.
And it's up to me to answer those vultures with microphones.
I gave you the script.
"No comment."
Excuse me.
Be very careful, Zacarías.
If you're on my good side, I'm like booze. Everybody likes me.
But get on my bad side, and I'll be a motherfucking nightmare.
You shouldn't threaten me, Braulio.
Oh, really, Zac?
Get this.
I'm the president. I have the power.
I'm the one giving the orders here.
And if I want to, I can get someone to bring me Simón Duque
so he can explain everything that you refuse to.
Don't play me for a fool.
Fix this.
Or I'll do it my way.
Now we are done.
Close the door behind you.
Take her hand.
Hold it close to me.
Sometimes words aren't necessary between a mom and her daughter.
She'll feel me through you.
As if you were putting her to bed.
As if you scared all her fears away.
Samantha needs to feel protected.
Thank you.
Forgive me.
Please.
Your mom is here.
She's here.
Is anyone there?
Open this door!
I need to see my daughter!
Can anyone hear me?
Success is calling your name.
It's now or never.
My goddaughter is in the hospital, and her father is in jail.
To be honest, the only success I want is for Samantha to live.
I'm sorry, Troconis, but tell fame I'm too busy today.
Another day, maybe.
-Gaby, you got here so fast. -We were close when you called.
We just got back.
How is Samantha?
Where is Simón?
Simón is in jail, and Samantha's very ill.
He told us you guys were here but didn't give any details.
We saw the bank robbery on the news.
Gaby, all of this is madness.
Thanks.
Hi. Excuse me,
but are you Simón Duque's family?
-Yes. -Yes.
My name is Graciela Ramos. A pleasure.
I wanted to talk to him, but the police said it was impossible.
What did you want to talk to Simón about?
I can save that girl's life.
Save her life?
How?
My husband is brain-dead.
He had an aneurysm that caused massive bleeding in his brain.
At first, I was hopeful, but
I'm not anymore.
My darling Juan always told me
that he'd like to be an organ donor when he died.
I never agreed with any of that, but
this morning, when I saw that poor man talk about his daughter on TV…
I realized that
Juan would be very happy to know
that his death helped save someone else's life.
That's why I'm here, to offer my husband's heart to Simón's daughter.
Are you really serious?
Your words are such a blessing.
We need to check if he's a match.
Whatever you need.
I already told my husband's doctor.
-Let's talk to Dr. Centeno. -Sure.
My doctor already knows.
Thank you.
This is a miracle.
A miracle. Thank God.
-Come. -Go.
Samantha's there. Go see her.
Let her see him.
But I want to hear everything.
He's hiding something, and I want to know what.
Yes, sir.
Yes?
I want you to bring me the rest of the robbery suspects today.
Dead or alive.
Understood.
-How are you? -Fine. You?
You only have five minutes.
How is Samantha doing?
Something happened.
Don't tell me she--
We found a donor.
Some woman saw you on television.
-I can't believe it. Really? -Yes.
We're not out of the woods yet.
They need to run tests to see if the heart's compatible.
But there's hope.
-That's great. Did you tell Centeno? -Yes. He's working with his doctor.
They're examining the tissue, the size of the heart.
Everything will be okay.
I'm glad you changed your mind.
My mind didn't change. The circumstances did.
This place… wow.
I'm not sure if they'll hire me. I'm not a great fit.
How come? You and success are a great fit.
That's true.
This place rocks.
That's Gala.
-She's the one you need to impress. -Got it.
Gala, this is the diamond I told you about.
The great Nicky Guerra.
The Tropical Storm.
Pleasure to meet you.
I appreciate this opportunity.
I hope you like my work
because this place is amazing. Wow.
Tone it down a bit.
Being so eager is tacky.
I'm the boss here.
If you get drunk, you get fired.
If I find you doing something fishy
with one of our customers,
you're fired.
-We're not a brothel. -No. I swear that--
Don't interrupt me.
Whatever happens at Eden stays at Eden.
Don't ask, don't question,
don't know anything.
I want you here every night at nine o'clock on the dot.
And please,
don't wear those clothes that scream "unlucky whore."
Oh, and one last thing.
I was going to have you audition,
but my singer is sick, so tonight will be your debut.
You better be good because you're on in an hour. Good luck.
"Unlucky whore"?
Thanks.
Go.
I'm worried that man's heart won't be a match.
Hope is a risk that is always worth taking.
Excuse me.
Go ahead and answer.
-I'll check on Lucas. -Mom?
Do you have an answer to my proposal?
I told you my answer is no.
So you don't care that much if that girl dies.
You're always so unpleasant.
You should know God is working overtime for us.
So, thanks, Mom. But no.
Why do I feel that I'm not going to like this call?
You still have some intuition left.
I saw the news.
The past always comes back.
Cárdenas will be in quite a predicament, thanks to you.
What a pity.
Julia Moncada, the former candidate with poor electoral performance,
is still looking for a fight.
I just called to wish you a happy sleepless night.
I love payback.
That dumbass Cárdenas is getting lambasted by the media.
They won't forgive him because, after that guy told his sob story
about his daughter needing a new heart,
the police shot him.
But that affects you too.
You are in charge of the security of this country.
Don't you worry…
I always land on my feet.
Thanks, in large part, to me.
Don't forget it.
I'm absolutely clear on that.
You are…
You are my compass.
You are
my engine.
I'm tired.
Really?
But the thing is, I'm really turned on.
Honey, sex is overrated.
It makes you focus your energy
on unimportant things.
Keep working on damage control.
That is surely worthy of all of your efforts.
My love
My love, my heart
THERE IS A DONOR
There's a donor!
What my heart says
My love
Without you, I lose my mind
That chick is hot, right?
She's gorgeous. She's a star.
It's too bad, you know.
For artists, success is so fleeting, right?
Hurry up! We're late already!
Police!
On the ground!
Everybody get on the ground!
No fucking way I'm going to jail.
No, Perrote!
Stop.
Get down!
There.
You were great. Phenomenal.
-Thanks. -You killed it, Tropical Storm.
Truly incredible.
-Did you like it? It was exciting. -I loved it.
-And the audience loved it. -They were great.
Go ahead.
Here she is.
The best thing that's happened to this bar in a long time.
Nicky, this is Mr. Sarmiento, the owner.
Thanks for an unforgettable night, Ms. Guerra.
Welcome to Eden.
I don't know how to thank you. This place is great. The energy here…
The salary too, probably. It's all perfect.
And you…
you are a perfect match for every bit
of this humble temple of art.
I've waited so long for an opportunity like this one.
It came at a complicated time.
I just moved back from Mexico, and I have some issues.
But that… Forget that. It's not your problem.
Rule number one.
Here, we are all like one big family.
Anything that matters to you,
that worries you,
matters to us too.
This is like your home. You can trust us.
Thanks.
Thanks, boss.
I mean, Mr. Sarmiento.
Although you're quite young to be called mister.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
I got excited.
Go and enjoy your success.
-Thanks. Excuse me. -Be right there.
I told you. She is a tropical storm.
You need to be her shoulder to cry on.
Don't leave her side.
You'll need to be her shadow.
She'll hand us privileged information about Duque.
We'll see what else we can use her for later.
Although we already know she has excellent lungs.
Out. You're free to go.
I don't know who's protecting you,
but I think you're still worth investigating.
Do your job, Inspector.
I have nothing to hide.
Twenty-four hours ago,
you were willing to name the people who ruined your life.
Today, you're as silent as can be.
It's weird, right?
Relax. I'll make sure you get out of here.
But first I have to see Samantha.
She'll be okay.
Samantha will live.
-Simón. -How did you get me out?
It wasn't me. I asked Zacarías, but he said no.
Mr. Duque.
I'm glad you're free again.
How is Samantha?
Good. We've stabilized her already.
Do you have news on the possible donor?
Congratulations. Your daughter will live.
Really, Doctor?
Doctor!
Honey!
-We did it. -Yes.
Dad, I'm really nervous.
You don't need to be nervous. The miracle has happened already.
There's a compatible donor. What could go wrong?
You'll be okay.
I know. But when I think about how I'm going to be cut open,
I think about the cows in butcher shops.
Why would you say that?
Relax. It'll all be okay.
I will teach you how to coexist
with this new guest who will live here from now on, okay?
-Thanks. -Relax.
I have to go to the hospital where the donor is
and talk to his wife.
I'll tell her you two are a match.
-I'll go with you. -Okay.
-Bye. -We'll be right back.
-Take care of her. -Yes.
Bye.
-She's safe with us. -Our little frog.
We have to be careful. Cárdenas is asking questions.
I don't get why you freed Simón Duque.
None of this makes sense if he's in jail.
I need him out. Free, trying anything.
Following in my very same footsteps.
Getting more desperate by the second.
You're even more twisted than I thought.
Mr. Cienfuegos.
Would you grant me an interview? The public has so many questions.
Mr. Cienfuegos is very busy.
The great political strategist is scared of a lowly reporter like me.
Show her to my office.
I'll be happy to talk.
Thanks.
We have to understand what the next steps are.
I always had therapy with very old men.
Always.
Sorry.
Excuse me.
Samantha will be okay.
-Hi. -How are you?
Mr. Duque, I'm glad to see you're free.
I'm Graciela Ramos.
Nice to meet you, Graciela.
Look, here are the compatibility results.
Your husband's heart is a match for Samantha.
I'm sorry.
Don't get me wrong.
I'm really happy for you guys.
But I'm…
I can imagine you must be…
going through a very hard time.
I want you to know that I will never be able to thank you.
I know of your husband's condition,
but if you don't mind,
I'd really like
to thank him personally.
Of course.
Sure you can.
I know my Juan would love to hear that.
-Follow me. -Sure.
May I?
Of course. Go in.
Thank you.
My love, no!
NO SHORTCUTS
Subtitle translation by: G.R.