NO SHORTCUTS
My love! Darling!
It was them!
The three nurses.
-We'll take out… -Stop right there!
But this man needs surgery immediately.
I said stop!
-Let's go. -Fucking asshole.
Fucking sissy.
Don't move!
THE MARKED HEART
Go on.
Make yourselves at home. We'll resume the interrogation later.
I just love reunions, don't you?
-How are you? -Don't touch me!
What? I didn't tell them anything.
It was your fault they killed Perrote!
I'm glad you're all getting along.
I'll leave you alone to reflect on how you fucked up your lives.
Do you have any news about my girlfriend's surgery?
What?
Did something happen to her?
I'm so sorry.
Sammy was so excited.
Are you going to tell her the truth?
No. There's no need to tell her.
I'm going to see her.
-Want me to come? -No.
What now?
We can't give up now.
This heart was taken away from us,
but another donor may come through.
I left my phone in the car. Be right back.
Simón Duque made some serious allegations
when he claimed his wife was murdered
by an organ trafficking network that took out her heart
and is apparently running under the government's nose.
What do you say about this?
We'll investigate it thoroughly.
To me, it sounds like science fiction.
Duque made those statements while he was robbing a bank,
using a hostage as a human shield.
It's hard to take him seriously.
What about your wife, Camila Duarte? She hasn't been seen for about a year.
She was rumored to be dead,
and she suddenly showed up at the bank
with Simón Duque.
What do you say to that?
Sir, remember the cabinet meeting.
My wife was dealing with some mental health issues.
Finding out her heart donor's identity…
made her unwell.
She needed rest and time away
while I was working with the president
on dealing with this chaos we call a country.
Time's up, Portillo. We have to go.
Sorry. Let's go.
I'll ask you this way, Mr. Cienfuegos.
Are Camila Duarte and Simón Duque in a romantic relationship?
A reporter such as yourself would know my wife had a heart transplant.
Do you know who her donor was?
Simón's wife?
Valeria Duque had signed up as an organ donor.
Her heart made its way legally to my wife's chest.
That woman was murdered by a gang of organ traffickers.
It was in the news.
Are you implying that I had her killed?
Are you really that bold, Portillo?
My wife got that heart through the proper channels.
Duque also talked about revealing the names of well-known people
who are involved with this gang.
What do you know?
-Do you know why he said that? -No.
He wanted to make money out of that tragic situation.
That's a serious accusation.
That guy tried to blackmail me
for a colossal amount of money
in order to fix his daughter's illness.
I obviously refused.
Is that why he robbed a bank?
So, why is Simón Duque free?
Someone on the police force is not good at their job.
I'm already looking into who released him.
What was Camila Duarte doing in front of that bank?
Why was she supporting that man, Simón Duque?
Camila is grateful to that family.
She knows what they're going through,
so she decided to help her donor's daughter.
Sounds rational, right?
Well, I think it sounds
like too much of a coincidence.
A cruel one, at that.
Life can sometimes be very unfair.
Sure, Tata. I'll call you later and tell you everything.
Kisses.
Help!
No. Let me go! Get off me!
Help me!
Someone help!
Help!
Help! Where are you taking me?
Let me go!
Help me!
How did your father-in-law get out?
I have no idea.
Tell him to get all of us out.
Or I'll have to bust your face in.
Are you declaring war, asshole?
Hi, Dad.
How are you?
Good.
Is it time already?
No, the…
-What happened? -Well, you see, the donor is gone.
What do you mean, gone?
Did his wife change her mind?
Then what?
Her husband…
He passed away a few hours ago.
Really?
I was such an idiot to believe in miracles.
We'll find you another heart.
I don't think so, Dad.
It's really unlikely. I'm going to die.
Look at me.
You have so many years left.
You said you'd have children and make me a grandpa.
So, please,
don't worry.
She has no idea what the message means.
That message wasn't for her.
It was for Simón Duque.
Someone was clearly trying to stop this transplant.
The organ trafficking gang.
The question is why.
We killed the old man.
But we also had to kill a security guard.
Too messy for my taste, Fermín.
Okay. But it's done now.
We have to be careful from now on
because Muñoz says that damn inspector
is very determined.
He's too principled.
I miss Rentería.
Everything was a lot easier with him.
Find out how much Camacho's integrity is worth.
According to Muñoz, that dude can't be bought.
We all have a breaking point, Fermín.
You'll find it.
Long time no see, my darling stepdaughter.
What the hell is this?
Is the president's new hobby kidnapping people?
You left me no choice.
You came back to life and didn't even ask for my blessing.
What do you want?
Tell me what you want.
Camila, I need you to explain what's happening.
Your mother and your husband are giving me the runaround.
You don't have to play innocent with me.
I know your government has dealings with the criminals that work for Zacarías.
Which criminals?
The ones that killed Valeria Duque to steal her heart for me.
You've met them. Zacarías introduced you.
He introduced you to the head of the organization the day you won.
Congrats, Cienfuegos.
Great work.
Sir, this is Juan Carlos Sarmiento.
I'm very happy to be working together, Mr. President.
Get this bastard out of my house.
Did Zacarías end up working with those people?
If you didn't know, then do something.
Stop him.
Just as Zacarías got you here,
he'll probably take you down with his shit.
I was worried. What happened?
I'm fine, Simón.
My dear stepfather was dying to see me.
He wanted to talk.
He says he doesn't recognize the people who work for him.
Be right there. Don't worry.
I'm leaving soon. Bye.
Let me remind you something.
Whoever commits the crime is as guilty
as the one who condones it.
Mrs. Cienfuegos, can we have a minute?
Why won't you speak to the press, Mrs. Cienfuegos?
Just some questions. It won't take too long.
Just a few words, ma'am.
Give it to me.
When I hear your voice…
I forget about everything.
How are you able to call me?
There's a guard
who showed me some compassion.
I heard about what happened.
Just hold on a bit longer, okay?
I need you to think about what we said. Think about that.
A heart will turn up because we'll make that happen.
Got it?
I don't think even God wants that.
Don't say that, Samantha.
God wants it, I want it, your family too.
And we'll get it by any means possible.
I'm getting discharged.
Good. That's good news, babe.
Take care of yourself.
Don't ever do anything crazy like that again.
Running from the hospital to show up at a bank heist.
You're lecturing me on not doing crazy stuff?
You don't know how much I need to hug you.
And I would give anything to hug you.
Enough. It's too corny.
-Hey. -No, come on.
-Don't get jealous. -Let's go.
Walk.
Well, I was asking the general
if he knew who gave the order to release Simón Duque.
Because I want to know who is interfering with my job.
I requested his release.
All the witness accounts were the same.
Mr. Duque was against the robbery the whole time.
He's the one who helped the security guard and saved his life.
Then let's give him a Medal of Honor.
Are you forgetting what Duque said
in front of the whole country?
He said there's an illegal network
engaging in organ trafficking.
He talked about his wife's painful murder.
And he threatened to name names of government officials
who are involved with that organization.
And now Mr. Duque is free and without care at his own home.
Don't you find it suspicious, Zacarías?
Fausto, that man committed no crime.
If we hadn't released him,
the whole country would have complained
that he couldn't see his daughter at such a trying time.
It's called empathy.
My name is Simón Duque. Cienfuegos knows me.
Tell him I won't leave until he sees me.
I will tie myself to this gate and set myself on fire unless we talk!
Excuse me.
Simón Duque is demanding to see you and making threats.
Excuse me.
I don't usually order pizza here.
You son of a bitch.
What were you thinking, killing a man who was ill?
That man was already dead.
They put an end to his misery.
And also the chance for my daughter to live.
Fixing your daughter's problem like that was just a stroke of luck.
Remember the premise, Simón.
You need to put yourself in my shoes.
No one helped me.
I had to become a murderer to get what I wanted.
And you're still acting like one.
No turning back from that.
What got into your head to make you decide to fuck up my life?
I'm not the one to blame for your issues.
So, you think it's a mistake that Camila is alive?
You hide it quite well.
I know life put you in a tough spot!
But you didn't have to kill my wife!
And you didn't have to do that to my daughter!
What did I do to you?
What did my daughter do to you?
What if Samantha dies?
You think you'll just be happy?
Do you sleep at night with all the shit you're doing?
I've been an insomniac for many years.
I can only sleep if I take a pill.
You fucked up my family's life.
So, now I'm the devil?
I'm the monster?
And you're the victim?
Poor Simón.
He's the hero.
The great love of Camila's life.
I became a shadow of myself
to save her life.
And she repays me by falling in love with you?
You're mistaken.
What happened between Camila and me is something beyond us.
There's no room for sentimentality in this story.
That nonsense you spewed on TV
endangered your family.
If we're talking about mistakes…
Here's your solution.
Sarmiento gave me one just like that.
Open it.
ELIANA SALAZAR G. AGE: 34
Young people.
Healthy people.
Innocent people.
It was their life or Camila's life.
The day I pointed to your wife's picture,
I sealed her fate.
And Camila's fate.
-And mine. -You fucking asshole.
I'm going to help you.
Forget about the money.
I'll take care of it.
If you stay on this path,
asking for loans,
robbing banks,
making wild statements to the press…
your daughter will die.
I'll pay for her heart.
-I'm not the monster you think I am. -Of course not.
Read that file carefully.
Look at the names.
And pick one.
Take responsibility for deciding which life will save your daughter.
I'm not like you.
Life has shown me there's always another way.
And we have shown you
that we're always one step ahead.
Always.
Take all the time that Samantha doesn't have left.
Make a decision, Simón,
and call The Organization.
Zacarías.
Son of a bitch!
Get off me, asshole!
Son of a bitch.
If your goddaughter's getting discharged, that means she's better, right?
Let's not get into the details.
How is her father going to get her a new heart now?
Let's not talk about this.
Tell me about the label guy.
-Is he seriously coming tonight? -I'm always serious.
Pretty yourself up.
Today the key phrase is, "If you can dream it, you can achieve it."
Memorize that, okay?
Excuse me. Are you Simón Duque's family?
You're the reporter who was at the bank robbery.
-Yes. Laura Portillo, nice to meet you. -Hello.
Simón's not here.
Have you seen Camila Duarte?
I gather she's quite close to the family.
If you happen to see her, can you please…
Don't you think you should ask me?
I was really surprised to see you at that bank robbery.
You know, there was a lot of speculation about your disappearance.
Some people even believed you were dead.
I'm here, as you can see.
The First Lady was quite noticeably in a lot of pain.
Well, my mother finds divorce depressing.
Did you divorce Cienfuegos?
I won't go into the details of my personal life.
Right, sorry.
I wanted you to tell me, Camila,
what do you know about the allegations
Simón Duque made?
He accused government officials of having ties to the illegal organ trade.
What do you know?
I don't work for the government.
But your husband does. Ex-husband.
-Why don't you ask him? -I did already.
He told me Simón Duque is a liar that tried to blackmail him.
In fact, I have a recording, in case you're interested.
-Hi. -Hi.
-Hello. -Simón.
I'm Laura Portillo. Do you remember me? We talked about--
I remember, but I don't have time.
-They discharged Samantha. Coming? -Yes.
You were released so quickly. How did you manage?
Have a nice day.
-Excuse me. -Excuse us.
You made me look like an idiot in front of everyone, didn't you?
You know Zacarías has a huge ego.
And he dislikes you enough. No need for you to make it worse.
He gave the order to release Duque,
and now he's made statements to Laura Portillo,
saying he'll investigate everything.
What's he playing at?
Stop making up conspiracies, Fausto.
What?
Have you fucked him already?
Huh?
I won't answer that.
I won't play into your paranoia.
Come here.
I just don't know anymore.
What am I to you?
You? You're my husband.
With all the good and the bad.
-Really? -Yes.
Come here.
Sometimes I wonder if you have a heart inside that chest.
Are you really capable of loving someone?
Don't think too hard, Fausto.
There are questions I don't even ask myself.
I'm afraid to know the answer.
I'm going to be president of this country,
with or without Zacarías.
So decide which side you are on.
Sir, you have a visitor.
I'm not here, Tirso.
You'd better get me a coffee, Cienfuegos.
Though, at this hour, whiskey would be better.
You have two minutes, Moncada.
I know how you got your wife's heart.
What the man said at the bank is true.
I know someone who has all the proof.
You know her too
since you go to Eden quite often.
What the fuck do you want?
I will propose a vote of no-confidence against that clown we call a president.
I have proof of his corrupt activities.
But I need support to get the motion passed.
You want me to convince Cárdenas's people to remove him from office?
I just need you to be convinced. That's enough.
I'll expect your call.
You should ice that. It will swell.
Aloe vera works as well.
I'm shocked that a man as brilliant as Zacarías
could be involved in such crooked dealings.
Being brilliant doesn't mean he isn't a monster.
Braulio, honey,
you are the president.
You can't trust anyone.
Really?
Not even you, Greta?
You know you have me eating out the palm of your hand.
My love,
you need to handle this, okay?
I have a lot to thank Zacarías for.
But you are my husband.
Don't you worry.
I'll chop the head off that snake.
Gosh, I love it when you get assertive like this.
Why don't you go and get the presidential sash?
I like wearing it when we're making love.
It's like I'm fucking the whole country.
Okay. I'll go get the presidential sash.
All right.
Want me to make you some food?
I'm not hungry.
Have a seat here.
Do you want to play with me? I'll let you win.
We're here to pamper you, okay?
You'll feel better at home.
No. I won't feel better while Tomás is still in jail.
Dad, talk to whoever helped you.
-Maybe they can help him. -He robbed a bank with a gun.
He held a pregnant woman at gunpoint on live TV.
But he didn't kill or harm anyone. He didn't steal or do anything bad.
He was just as worried as you are. As we all are.
Camila, can't you talk to your mom?
She can ask the president and--
-Okay. I promise I will, okay? -I'm begging you.
But promise you'll calm down.
-Okay. But talk to her. -I will.
Okay.
If it isn't the legendary Tacho Rentería.
Jesus, man.
Jail has really done a number on you.
Mr. Secretary.
Why are you here?
What would you say if I told you that I'd like to get you out of here?
If you cooperate, of course.
Look at your son.
Santi.
When is his birthday?
Can you imagine
surprising him on that day with a birthday present?
What a beautiful moment.
Yes or no?
What do you want?
I want to know every detail of the Valeria Duque case.
And I need you to tell me how that woman is connected
to Zacarías Cienfuegos.
Why did you quit the police right after arresting Rentería?
They offered me a good salary and a cute uniform.
Right. Cute.
So, why not?
He said there are powerful people behind the illegal organ trade,
but now he refuses to talk.
I left the force because I didn't want to be near that.
I just need a thread to start pulling from.
How are your children doing? Good?
Don't keep digging into that shit.
I know what I'm saying.
Why are they so powerful? Who protects them?
Valeria Duque's file is a bunch of loose pages.
Anything of relevance to the case is gone.
Give me a name, Bracho.
Just one. I won't bother you again.
My dear president.
It sounded urgent.
My stepdaughter told me about the mess you're in.
How did you get involved in something so sinister?
Braulio, have you ever been in love?
You got into that filth because of a woman?
-Wars have been fought because of women. -Organ trafficking.
That shit is disgusting.
And is it true that you damaged a young girl's heart
just to get revenge on a guy because he stole your wife?
Let's not simplify things. It's a lot more complex. Listen--
No, you listen!
I won't let that shit affect me or my administration!
You have 72 hours
to get rid of that damn organization
and fix the mess you're in.
Or I'll throw you to the wolves on national TV.
Don't worry.
I'll take care of Sarmiento and his crew. All in due time.
Will you, Zac?
And what will I do with you?
If I've learned to accept myself, Braulio,
you'll have to do that as well.
There are people wanting to take a shot at you.
And I'm your bulletproof vest.
Don't forget it.
Excuse me.
"Forty-one years old, businessman."
"Three children."
"Single. One son."
Simón, is that what I think it is?
This is how Zacarías picked Valeria.
Sometimes I…
sometimes I wonder what Valeria's picture looked like…
I don't know. Maybe it was…
Maybe it had Valeria smiling…
or playing the trumpet or with my kids at the park.
You're not doing this.
You're not doing it.
I have to choose…
between a stranger's life and my daughter's life.
How can I not do this for her?
There will be another donor, Simón.
We had one once. There will be another. There must be a way.
What way is that? Huh?
Those bastards have ears everywhere.
If I report them, they'll kill someone I love.
Do you know what Zacarías told the reporter?
That you wanted to blackmail him
when you found out I had Valeria's heart.
Son of a bitch.
You won, Zacarías.
Here I am.
I'm seeking a murder to save my daughter's life.
Here I am, choosing a victim.
Who will be the one who loves me?
Who will it be?
I don't know
I don't know if I'll find him…
Holy shit.
I don't know
Look who just got here.
I don't know
Who will be the one who loves me?
Who will it be?
Who will it be? Who will it be?
Who will stay with me?
I don't even know what I'm saying
I just want to be with you
-Cheers. -Cheers.
I'm sure one day you'll win a Grammy.
I mean it.
You're always exaggerating.
And you're always being honest.
How did you find this place? It's a bit odd, don't you think?
My manager brought me.
-Manager? -Yes.
You just got here, and you have a manager?
And fame welcomes her with open arms.
Lesson number one.
Superstars never stay at the bar drinking with strangers.
He's no stranger. If only I could tell you…
I need to talk to you.
Let me drink to my success just for a bit.
Cheers.
That fucking cop is breathing down our neck.
Something wonderful just happened, Fermín.
We just found the Achilles heel
of our incorruptible inspector.
Ms. Nicky Guerra.
That poor woman.
And believe it or not, Tulio is an excellent policeman.
He's working on a case, and if he solves it,
he'll get promoted to captain.
Yes, but that's confidential.
Relax. You can trust him.
A manager is like part of your family.
Right. Well, I have to go.
I'll leave you to do what you do best.
You know that's not what I do best.
Bye, Willie.
Bye, Camacho.
Jesus, Nicky. A cop?
You need to make better friends.
Sometimes I wonder,
if I chose a criminal or someone who didn't deserve to live,
maybe I wouldn't feel so guilty.
Everyone deserves to live.
Would you rather your daughter have the heart of a murderer?
The heart is just a muscle that pumps blood, Camila.
You're so wrong.
Ever since I got Valeria's heart, I haven't been the same.
I think differently, feel differently.
The doctors say it's all inside my head.
They call it survivor's guilt.
They call it that.
Only those who experience it can understand.
How much of Valeria do you think is inside you?
I ask myself the same question.
And here I am.
Crazy about you.
Is it her? Is it me?
Is it both of us?
If I had my old heart, would I love you the same?
And would you?
We'll never know.
You know what I think?
I think life brought us here…
and I love you so much.
And if there's a piece of Valeria inside you, then good.
But I love you, Camila.
I love you too.
With this shared heart.
Thanks for the tip.
I know what I'm doing.
Don't worry.
Thanks.
Welcome, Mr. Duque.
Sit. Eat something.
We've shared worse stuff, right?
I get why you're in a mood.
You've had a long night, I'm sure.
Did you choose the donor for your daughter?
IRENE VALDEZ M.
AGE: 46 MARITAL STATUS: SINGLE
You understand you can't come back from a decision like this one?
Just ask Mr. Cienfuegos.
Don't compare me to that guy.
But you do understand, right?
You just sentenced someone to death.
Subtitle translation by: G.R.