NO SHORTCUTS
[Graciela breathing shakily]
Juan!
[continues breathing shakily] My love!
My love!
[Simón grunts]
[dramatic music playing]
[Camila] Samantha's gonna be fine.
-[Simón exhales] -[Camila] Simón.
[breathing heavily] It was them!
It was the nurses! [breathing heavily]
[Camila] Simón!
Simón!
-[nurse] They're taking the kidney. -Hold it right there.
[Saturno] Sorry, we were told to get him into surgery right away.
[guard] I told you to hold it, asshole. [grunts]
-[guard continues grunting] -[Saturno] Let's get out of here.
[Mariachi] How do you like that?
[dramatic music continues]
-[guard] You-- -[gun fires]
A NETFLIX SERIES
["In a Heartbeat" by Cavendish Music playing]
THE MARKED HEART
[horns honking]
[cell alarm buzzes]
-[cop] Get in there. -[Tulio] Make yourselves at home.
We'll do the interrogations later.
I'm a fan of friendly reunions, aren't you?
-It's good to see you, bro. -[Polo] Fucking rat! Don't touch me!
I'm not a rat! I haven't said a fucking thing!
Perrote's dead because of you, traitor!
Hey, hey, hey! I can tell you really missed each other.
I'm gonna give you guys some time to think about how you've screwed up your lives.
Huh?
-What is it? -Muñoz.
Can you tell me anything about my girlfriend's surgery?
-[pensive music playing] -[indistinct chatter]
-[Tulio sighs] -[Tomás] What?
Is it about Samantha?
[exhales] I'm sorry, sweetie.
Sammy must be devastated.
You're not going to tell her everything?
No, this is hard enough already.
Uh, I need to go see her.
-Should I come with you? -No.
[Camila sighs]
[Fabricio] What now?
We just can't fall apart.
This heart was offered as a gift, and they stole it from us,
but we have to believe another one will come along.
I need to go get my phone in the car.
-[Fabricio breathes shakily] -[elevator chimes]
During his on-air appearance, Mr. Duque recounted his wife's death
telling us how she was kidnapped by an organ trafficking organization
who targeted her, murdered her, and then harvested her heart.
And apparently, they operate right under the government's nose with its support.
Can you tell us about that?
Sorry. We'll be doing a thorough investigation on all accounts.
My first reaction is to say he's watched too many movies.
[Portillo] Mm-hmm.
Don't forget Mr. Duque said those things following a failed bank robbery
while using the manager as a shield.
That affects his credibility, I'd say.
Let's talk about your wife, Camila Duarte,
who hadn't been seen in approximately 12 months.
There were rumors that she'd actually passed away,
then she suddenly reappears.
She was all over live news
right next to Simón Duque and his daughter.
Any comments?
We do have a cabinet meeting to get to, sir.
My wife was away working on her mental well-being, Portillo.
Learning the identity of her heart donor triggered…
an imbalance in her.
She needed privacy to recover
while I was helping newly elected president Cárdenas
get the chaos we call a country balanced.
[Portillo] Mm-hmm.
That's all the time we have. We can't keep them waiting longer.
[smacks lips] Let's go.
[Portillo] Let me rephrase that last question, if you don't mind.
Is there something going on?
A sentimental relationship between your wife and Mr. Duque?
A journalist such as you must know that Camila had a heart transplant.
Do you know who the donor was?
Valeria Duque.
-Mr. Duque's wife? -Yeah.
She was enrolled on a voluntary list of organ donors.
When she died, her heart made its way legally to my wife.
That woman was targeted and killed
by criminals involved in organ trafficking.
It was in the news.
Are you insinuating that I was involved in her death?
Are you really that wreckless, Portillo?
My wife's operation was approved through all the regular channels.
Duque also offered to reveal the names of very well-known people
who are associated with this black market operation.
What's your reaction?
You know what he's trying to do?
No.
He's just looking to profit financially from his tragedy, that's all.
That's a serious accusation.
That man already tried to extort me for an insane amount of money.
Supposedly to find a way to help his daughter with her operation.
I refused, obviously.
That's why he tried to rob a bank?
Why isn't Simón Duque in jail?
You won't be surprised to hear
someone in the police department isn't doing their job.
We'll make sure to find out who gave the order to release him.
I'd like to know why your wife was there in person.
Front and center with key witnesses
and obviously upset about the entire incident with Mr. Duque.
Camila's so thankful to the Duque family
that when she found out Samantha also needed a heart transplant,
she decided to show her support in the best way she knew how.
Logical, don't you think?
I would go with skeptical.
An unlikely coincidence, in my experience.
[Zacarías] And a cruel one.
Miracles in life are often bittersweet.
Tata, I promise when I have a minute, I'll tell you everything.
See you soon.
[tires screech]
[Camila exhales]
[breathes heavily] Help!
Get away! Get away!
Help me!
Help! [breathing heavily]
Help!
Please! Help! [screams]
Who are you?
[dramatic music playing]
[dramatic sting]
[cell alarm rings]
[Polo exhales]
How come Sam's dad got out of here?
[Tomás] I have no idea.
[Polo] Mmm.
[Polo breathes deeply]
Well, tell him to get us out next time you talk to him, okay?
Or I'm gonna have to rearrange your face.
What is this? A declaration of war, Polo?
[monitors beeping]
Hey.
Daddy.
How you doing?
Good.
So? They're ready?
[Simón inhales]
No, honey.
What's wrong?
You're gonna have to wait a little longer.
For what, Daddy?
What's going on? Did she change her mind about doing this?
No.
What is it?
The man who was
going to be your donor died suddenly.
[somber music playing]
He died?
[Simón exhales]
[Samantha exhales]
I was so stupid to believe in miracles.
[Simón] Sam…
Sweetheart.
I know another donor will come along.
[Samantha inhales]
I don't think so.
I'm gonna die. I know I won't make it.
Hey.
Look at me. [exhales]
There's so much adventure waiting for you.
You promised you'd have kids one day
so I could be a grandpa and spoil them rotten, remember?
We'll get there.
[Samantha sobbing]
[Simón exhales]
[Pimentel] The wife has no idea what the message on the wall means.
Or it wasn't meant for her.
It was for Simón Duque.
Obviously, someone really didn't want the operation to happen.
[Pimentel inhales]
The organ trafficking network. [sighs]
The big question is why?
[dramatic swell]
[opera music playing faintly]
[Mariachi] The donor's done, sir.
Unfortunately, we had to get rid of a security guard too.
As you know, that's too messy for my liking, Fermín.
We'll do better next time.
But I agree we need to be more careful.
Muñoz tells us that asshole Camacho is a fucking bulldog.
He’s very determined.
And very thorough.
[Sarmiento] I do miss Rentería.
With him, things were so fluid.
Let's find out how much it's gonna cost to acquire Inspector Camacho.
[Mariachi exhales]
Juan Muñoz already said he's not for sale.
[Sarmiento sighs]
Everyone has a breaking point, Fermín.
You need to find his.
[Mariachi chuckles]
[Camila breathing heavily]
[Cárdenas snaps fingers]
You haven't changed a bit since I last saw you, Camila.
[Camila exhales]
What the hell's going on?
Are you resorting to abduction to keep yourself entertained, or what?
[sighs] You left me no other choice.
Back from the dead
and you don't even bother to pay your respects.
What do you want?
Spit it out.
[Cárdenas sighs]
What I want is for you to explain why you had to disappear, for one.
Neither your mother or your husband have bothered to tell me the truth.
[Camila scoffs]
Don't play innocent, Braulio. It's insulting.
I'm perfectly aware of the understanding your government has
with that criminal scum working for Zacarías.
Which criminals?
The same ones who murdered Valeria Duque, took her heart, and gave it to me.
You had drinks together. Zacarías introduced you.
Sarmiento represents the organization. He was at your victory party, remember?
[dramatic swell]
Congratulations, Cienfuegos.
Such excellent work.
President, this is Juan Carlos Sarmiento.
[Sarmiento] I'm looking forward to a fruitful partnership, Mr. President.
I want this filthy bastard out of here.
Braulio…
Zacarías is working with those disgusting assholes?
If you really didn't know before, you do now.
So end it.
Because if he brought you into power before,
I guarantee he'll bring you down with all the shit you don't know about.
[phone vibrating]
What happened? I was worried.
[Camila] Everything's fine, Simón.
My dear step-father decided he needed to see me right away.
He wanted to catch up
and tell me how he had no idea what his people have been up to.
[sighs] Don't worry, I'll be leaving soon.
We're almost done. Bye.
[Simón sighs]
You now have an obligation.
You're just as guilty for condoning a crime
as the one who commits it.
[door opens]
-[door slams shut] -[Cárdenas inhales]
[reporter 1] Mrs. Cienfuegos, can we have a minute?
We haven't heard from you in a year.
[reporter 2] Ms. Duarte, you disappeared for an entire year…
[reporter 3] As his step-daughter, did you meet with the president?
[reporters clamoring]
[phone rings]
Hello?
Tomás?
Give it to me.
Hello?
I just need to hear your voice.
Nothing else matters.
Are you allowed to make calls now?
One of the guards did me a favor.
The only one with a heart, I think. [chuckles]
I heard what happened.
You gotta hold on a bit longer, huh?
I need you to think about all the things we talked about, okay?
A heart will come along because we're going to make it come along.
You got that?
I don't think God wants this to happen, baby.
[Tomás] Please don't talk like that.
God wants it, I want it, your family wants it.
We'll make this happen no matter what. I promise you.
Sure. I'm getting out soon.
[Tomás] Good. That's excellent news, baby.
You need to be careful, though.
And no crazy business, or you'll end up on the news again.
Like leaving a hospital and showing up at a bank robbery.
Like you have lessons to give on crazy?
[Tomás inhales]
I wish I could hold you in my arms right now.
Me too.
You know that's my favorite place on earth.
It's getting cheesy. That's enough.
-Hey. You're jealous. -Come on, let's go.
You're done, let's go.
Get going.
No, I was just asking the General if he happened to know
who had the audacity to request that Simón Duque be released.
Because I want to know who decided they could override my authority.
That was my call, Fausto.
All the hostages they questioned said the same thing.
He was trying to end the robbery the entire time.
He also attended to the guard who was shot. He saved his life.
Mmm. Worthy of the Order of Boyacá.
Are you forgetting what your heroic angel announced to the entire country?
He mentioned the existence of a mafia
that deals in organ trafficking.
He also mentioned how is wife was horrifically murdered.
And he threatened to reveal the names of people in our government
who are involved with that mafia.
And now I hear Mr. Duque is free with no worries just like that.
-Don't you find that suspicious, Zacarías? -[Zacarías inhales]
Fausto, he hadn't committed any crime.
If we had tried to keep him in jail,
I assure you we would've suffered an incredible backlash
for keeping him away from his daughter.
It's called empathy.
I'm Simón Duque. I know Zacarías Cienfuegos.
Tell him that I'm not leaving until we talk.
Zacarías!
If you don't talk to me right now, I'll set myself on fire!
[Simón breathing heavily]
[Rosa] Excuse me.
Simón Duque wants to see you and he's making a scene.
Excuse me.
[door opens]
[Simón breathing shakily]
I never eat pizza at work.
[Simón] You motherfucker.
You haven't done enough? You have to murder people in the hospital?
That guy's days were numbered.
They ended his suffering. Come on.
And you ended the chance of my daughter surviving.
Your daughter's problem could have been solved so easily.
-I never experienced that kind of luck. -[Simón exhales]
Have you forgotten the point of this exercise, Simón?
For you to walk in my shoes.
Nobody came to my rescue.
The only way to get what I wanted was to become a killer.
You seem to have taken a liking to it.
There's no coming back from this.
What exactly is wrong with you that you need to ruin my life?
I'm not responsible for your problems.
Ah, and Camila being alive is wrong?
Someone had to save her.
I know life put you in a horrible situation,
but that did not give you the right to kill Valeria!
And much less to do what you're doing to Samantha!
What did I do?
What did my daughter do?
[Simón breathing heavily]
What happens if she doesn't make it? Hmm?
You think you'll be happy and content?
Can you sleep at night knowing all the disgusting shit you're doing?
If it makes you feel any better, I've had trouble sleeping for years.
The only way I rest is with a fucking pill.
You've destroyed my family's life.
-So I'm the devil to you? -Mm-hmm.
The snake?
And you're the victim.
Poor Simón.
The hero.
The one Camila thinks is her new soulmate.
I became a shadow of a man
because I had to save my wife.
And she thinks me by falling in love with another man.
No, you're wrong.
What Camila and I have, and you don't understand,
goes much further than either of us.
There's no room in this scenario for sentimentality, Simón.
And your stupidity on national television
made things worse for your family.
But you don't seem to get that.
[Simón sniffles, exhales]
I'm offering you a solution.
[Simón exhales]
Sarmiento put one of these in front of me.
Open it.
AGE: 34 OCCUPATION: SALESWOMAN
Young people.
Healthy people.
Innocent people.
It was one of their lives or Camila's.
The day that I pointed to your wife's picture,
I sealed her fate.
And then Camila's.
-And then mine. -You sick motherfucker.
-I will help you out. -[dramatic sting]
Forget about the money.
I'll pay for you.
If you keep going down this path,
trying to get a loan,
trying to rob a bank,
sharing crazy ideas with the media…
you'll lose Samantha.
I'll pay for the new heart.
-I'm not the monster you think. -No, of course you're not.
Go through the file.
Read the names.
Then choose one.
Assume the responsibility of deciding which of those lives saves your daughter.
I'm not like you.
[Simón inhales]
Life has taught me that there is always another way.
And what we've been trying to teach you
is that we're always at least one step ahead.
[Simón inhales]
Always.
You could take all the time that Samantha's running out of.
Make a decision, Simón,
then call the organization.
Zacarías.
Son of a bitch!
Get off me, asshole! [grunts]
[dramatic music playing]
Bastard.
[Zacarías exhales]
But if they're letting her out of here, it's because she's doing better, no?
I'm gonna spare you the details.
Well, what do you think her dad's options are for finding a donor?
Can we talk about something else, Willie?
The guy from the recording label, you know?
He's really coming tonight?
I always speak the truth.
Just be your spectacular self and think of these words,
"If you can dream it, you can do it."
-Memorize that. -[Nicky chuckles]
Excuse me.
Are you related to Simón Duque?
Ah, aren't you the reporter who put him on live television?
-Yes. Laura Portillo, nice to meet you. -Uh-huh, sure.
Simón's not here.
I'm actually looking for Camila Duarte
because she's pretty involved with the family.
-Or so I was told. -[Nicky] Mm-hmm.
If you… Oh.
I'm Camila Duarte. Can I help you with something?
I was quite surprised to see you outside the bank that day.
All the rumors and speculation regarding your disappearance.
With some people saying that maybe you had died.
-Well, as you can see, I didn't. -Mmm.
Whatever you did do obviously made the First Lady suffer.
Let's just say that my mother has been traumatized by divorce.
Did you divorce Zacarías Cienfuegos?
I'm not going to discuss the details of my personal life with the press.
I'm sorry.
Uh, can you tell me, Camila,
what you know about what Simón told us
on the air?
He made claims that there are people in the government
close to an organ trafficking network.
Can you tell me more?
I don't work for the government.
No, but your husband does. Ex-husband.
-Then why aren't you over there? -I already talked to him.
Basically, Zacarías told me Simón's a liar and is extorting him.
I can play you a recording if you're interested. [inhales]
-[Simón] Camila. Hey. -Hi.
-Hello. -Simón.
-Yes. -Laura Portillo, we met outside the bank.
You were talking live--
Yes, of course I know who you are, but I'm kind of in a hurry.
They're releasing her. We can take her home now.
-Really? -Yeah?
How did you do it? Get out of jail so fast?
Have a good day.
-[Camila] Nice to meet you. -Excuse us.
You made me look like a fool in front of everyone earlier.
-You know Zacarías and his ego. -Hmm.
And since he already doesn't like you very much,
you don't need to make it worse.
He gave the order to release Simón Duque
and then he turns around and guarantees Laura Portillo
that he'll launch an investigation.
What game is that prick playing?
Don't start with one of your conspiracies, Fausto.
So?
Are you two sleeping together?
Huh?
[Lorena chuckles]
-You shouldn't ask me that question. -Hmm.
Because answering feeds your paranoia.
Wait, wait, wait.
You know, I'm never sure what I really mean to you.
-You? You're my husband. -Hmm.
For the good and the bad that entails.
-Yeah? -Yes.
Wait, wait, wait.
It's just that I often ask myself if there's a heart inside of you, Lorena.
Or whether you are truly able to feel love for anyone.
You shouldn't think so much, Fausto.
Those are questions I don't even ask myself.
I'm petrified of the answer.
[dramatic swell]
I will be president here someday,
with or without Zacarías.
So you should decide which side you're on, sweetheart.
[dramatic sting]
Sir, someone to see you.
Tell him I'm gone.
[Tirso sighs]
Yes, I would love to have a coffee, Cienfuegos.
Although, I suppose it's not too early for whiskey.
You have two minutes, Moncada.
I happen to know how you arranged your wife's transplant.
The man at the bank's declarations are spot on.
I'm also aware of the person whose filthy hands the proof is in.
This is not news to you
because the two of you meet regularly at El Eden.
What the fuck do you want?
I'm going to file a motion of censure
against that idiot clown of a president you work for.
I have proof that he has engaged in corruption.
But I need more support. Otherwise, the motion won't go anywhere.
You're asking me to convince Braulio's supporters
to remove him from office?
As long as you're convinced, I have what I need.
I'll be waiting for your call.
Put ice on that so it doesn't swell.
Aloe vera's another good option.
I still find it hard to believe that a brilliant guy like Zacarías
could be dumb enough to do business with those pigs.
Being brilliant doesn't make somebody good.
Braulio, my love,
you are the president.
You have to be leery of everyone.
Right.
[Cárdenas breathes deeply]
Including the First Lady?
[Greta chuckles, inhales]
You know that my husband has me eating out of his hand.
[both chuckle]
Braulio,
I need you to make this mess go away.
I'm grateful to Zacarías for many things,
but I swear allegiance to you.
[Cárdenas groans]
Don't worry about it.
I know how to get rid of a snake in the grass.
[Greta chuckles]
My favorite thing is when you show your dominant side.
-[Cárdenas] Hey. -[both laughing]
My favorite thing is when you bring me that fancy presidential sash.
When I'm wearing it and you and I are making love…
-[Greta chuckles] -[Cárdenas exhales]
…it's like banging the whole fucking country.
-[Greta chuckles] -[Cárdenas exhales]
Be right back with that sash, honey.
Hurry.
[both chuckle]
You want me to fix you something to eat?
I'm not hungry.
[Gaby] Let's sit down.
Want to play a game? I can let you win.
[Gaby exhales]
Take advantage of us being around to spoil you, okay?
I'm sure you'll feel much better now that you're home.
No, I'm not gonna feel better as long as Tomás is still in jail.
Why can't you just ask whoever got you out of jail, Dad?
-I'm sure they can get Tomás out too. -Tomás went into that bank with a gun.
And he threatened a pregnant woman on national television.
Yes, but he didn't kill anyone.
He didn't hurt anyone, or steal any money, nothing.
He was just worried.
Like you, like me, like all of us.
Camila, can you ask your mom to help us?
She could ask the president. He could do it.
-I will ask her. I promise you. -I'm begging you, Camila.
I promise you I'll ask her, okay?
But only if you promise me you'll try to relax.
-I'll be good. Promise. -Okay, good.
Okay, thanks.
-Thanks. -[Camila exhales]
[Camila] Sweetie.
[pensive music playing]
-[cell door shuts] -[cell alarm rings]
The legendary Tacho Rentería.
Hmm?
Fuck, Tacho. [grunts]
Prison's been hard on you, my friend.
You look like shit.
-Benavides. -[Fausto exhales]
What brings you here?
Believe it or not,
I had the sudden urge to get you out of this hellhole.
If you cooperate.
Look at your son. [chuckles]
He's changed. Huh?
When is Santi's birthday?
Can you imagine
showing up for that as a surprise with a gift?
Aw, what a moment!
Yes or no?
-What do you want? -[Fausto] Hmm.
I want all the details on the Valeria Duque case.
And I also want you to tell me what that woman's murder
has to do with Cienfuegos.
[Fausto exhales]
Tell me, why'd you resign from the force after you put Rentería in jail?
[Bracho chuckles]
I got a great offer, and the uniform's pretty.
Right. Looks good.
Why wouldn't I?
Simón Duque.
He stated there were very powerful people involved in organ trafficking,
but all of a sudden, he won't talk.
I retired because I didn't want to be involved in this shit, Tulio.
I only need you to give me one hint to start looking.
[Bracho exhales]
Tell me how your kids are. Good?
You need to let sleeping dogs lie, Camacho.
I know what I'm talking about.
[Bracho breathes deeply]
Why are they so powerful and who gives them protection?
Valeria Duque's file might as well have been a blank page.
Everything that's important to an investigation
seems to have disappeared.
Give me a name, Bracho.
A name and I promise I won't mention this again.
[Bracho sighs]
[Bracho exhales]
Zacarías Cienfuegos.
[dramatic music plays]
[Zacarías] My esteemed president.
It sounded urgent.
Zac.
The girl you're married to told me the shit you're involved in.
How the fuck did you get yourself caught up with those pigs?
Tell me, Braulio, have you ever actually been in love?
You're telling me you work with that garbage out of love?
Women have started wars, you know.
They're organ traffickers.
The filthiest thing I can think of.
Along with harming children.
Like you apparently did to that girl.
Damaging her heart to get vengeance on her father
because he's banging your wife?
Don't simplify everything, Braulio.
It's much more complicated, so listen--
No, you listen for once!
I won't let this filthy shit
come and cast a shadow all over me or my office!
You have 72 hours
to get rid of that disgusting so-called organization
and clean up this fucking mess that you created.
Or I throw you to the lions in front of the nation.
[dramatic music playing]
I'll take care of it.
I'll get rid of Sarmiento and the organization
when the time's right.
Will you?
And what do I do with you?
If I've learned to live with myself, Braulio,
you're gonna have to do it too.
There are many people around here who would like to shoot you down.
And I'm your bulletproof vest.
Don't forget it.
[Cárdenas exhales]
President.
[Cárdenas exhales]
[Simón] José Antonio Plaza.
Forty-one years old, store owner with three kids.
Mariel Mejía. Hmm.
Single mom with one son.
[exhales]
[Simón breathing shakily]
[breathes deeply]
[pensive music playing]
Is that actually what I think it is?
This is exactly how Zacarías chose Valeria.
Sometimes I…
I start wondering if there was something in the picture they used of Valeria…
I don't know. Was it a picture of her
smiling while she was running, or…
[Simón sobbing]
…playing her trumpet, or laughing with the kids out at the park?
[Simón inhales deeply]
You're not gonna do this.
You won't do this.
I'm supposed to choose…
a life of a stranger or Samantha's.
When I say it out loud, it's not that easy.
Another donor will come along, Simón.
We were lucky once, we'll get lucky again. There has to be another way.
There is, but not for us. Okay?
[Simón breathes shakily]
Those assholes have eyes and ears everywhere.
And if I say anything, they'll murder even more of the people I love.
Do you know what Zacarías told that reporter?
That you resorted to extortion
when you found out that I have Valeria's heart.
Fucking bastard.
You win, Zacarías.
[inhales shakily]
Here I am…
choosing who's going to lose their life to save my daughter.
[sniffles]
I'm playing God with the next victim.
-[Simón exhales] -[Camila inhales]
[Camila sniffles]
[glass shatters]
["Darker Days" by Cavendish Music playing]
[Zacarías breathing shakily]
[Tomás exhales]
[gentle music playing]
[Nicky in Spanish] ♪ Who will be The one who loves me? ♪
[in English] ♪ Make me sway ♪
[in Spanish] ♪ Who will it be? ♪
[in English] ♪ Bend with me ♪
[in Spanish] ♪ Who will it be? ♪
♪ I don't know ♪
[in English] ♪ When we dance You have a way with me ♪
♪ Stay with me ♪
♪ Sway with me ♪
♪ Other dancers may be on the floor ♪
♪ Dear, but my eyes will see only you ♪
♪ Only you have that magic technique ♪
♪ When we sway, I go weak ♪
[in Spanish] ♪ I don't know If I'll find him ♪
[in English] Hey, asshole.
[Nicky in Spanish] ♪ I don't know I don't know ♪
[in English] Look who's taking a night off.
[Nicky in Spanish] ♪ I don't know ♪
♪ I don't know ♪
♪ Who will be the one who loves me? ♪
[in English] ♪ Who'll hold me close ♪
♪ Sway me ♪
♪ Sway me more ♪
[in Spanish] ♪ Who will it be? ♪
♪ Who will it be? Who will it be? ♪
♪ Who will stay with me? ♪
[in English] ♪ Make me sway ♪
[in Spanish] ♪ I don't even know What I'm saying ♪
♪ I just want to be with you ♪
[in English] ♪ Sway me more ♪
[audience applauding]
[Tulio] Thank you.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
One day your name will be on a Grammy.
-[Nicky chuckles] -I mean it.
You have a tendency to exaggerate.
You've always been authentic.
-[Nicky coughs] -[woman] Whoo!
How'd you end up singing here? It's pretty weird, don't you think?
It was through my manager.
-Manager? -Yes.
You just got back and already have a manager?
And pretty soon, she'll be taking the world by storm.
Nicky, Nicky, Nicky.
Lesson number one,
superstars never stick around to slum at the bar with strangers.
Well, good thing we're not strangers. Far from it.
Tulio Camacho.
Inspector Tulio Camacho.
Troconis. Willie Troconis.
I need to talk to you in private.
[sighs] Why can't you just let me enjoy success a little?
To us.
Inspector is breathing down our necks like a motherfucker.
Actually, his presence is excellent news, Fermín.
We've discovered
the incorruptible Inspector Camacho's Achilles heel.
Her name is Nicky Guerra.
Poor woman.
And I can assure you Tulio is excellent at what he does.
Right now, he's involved in an investigation that is so huge
it could make him commissioner when it's over.
Yes, but it's all confidential, Nicky.
Don't worry, we're among family.
A manager's someone you can trust with your life, Tulio.
Sure.
Well, I'll be going.
I'll let you get back to what you do best.
You know there's one thing that I do even better.
-[Willie exhales] -Bye, Willie.
Ciao, Camacho.
[Nicky exhales]
Seriously? A cop? Jesus, Nicky.
You're really gonna have to choose a better entourage.
Sometimes I think that if I were to choose a criminal
or someone who doesn't deserve to live,
then maybe I wouldn't feel as guilty about this.
Everyone deserves to live.
Would you want Sam to walk around with the heart of a killer?
She wouldn't be.
The heart's just a muscle that pumps blood, Camila.
It's so much more than that.
I haven't been the same since I got Valeria's heart, Simón.
The way I think, the way I feel.
All my doctors said that it's all in my head.
They told me it's called "survivor's guilt."
But they're wrong.
Only those who live it understand it.
How much of Valeria do you feel inside you?
Every day I ask myself that question.
And every day
I fall for you more.
[Simón exhales]
Is it me? Is it her?
-[trumpet music playing] -Or both of us?
If I'd gotten someone else's heart, would I be in love with you?
Would we be in love?
I'll never really know.
-You know what I do know? -Hmm?
That fate wants us to be together…
and all my love for you is real.
If there's a little bit of Valeria inside of you, I'd welcome it, but…
[Simón exhales]
I love you, Camila.
I love you too.
-With all my heart, Simón. -[Simón chuckles]
[trumpet music continues]
[Simón breathing heavily]
Thanks, I owe you one.
Don't worry, I know what I'm doing.
Yes, I do.
Thanks.
[Portillo inhales]
[dramatic sting]
[Portillo screaming]
Fuck! [breathing heavily]
Welcome, Mr. Duque.
Please, join me.
We've shared much worse things, don't you think?
[grunts] I understand your bad mood.
No doubt it was a long night.
Have you decided on a donor for your daughter?
[dramatic sting]
AGE: 46 MARITAL STATUS: SINGLE
You understand this sort of decision stays with you?
[dramatic music playing]
As I'm sure you've seen with Cienfuegos.
Don't compare me to that piece of crap.
[Sarmiento] But you're perfectly clear?
That you've signed this woman's death warrant?
[dramatic sting]
["In a Heartbeat" by Cavendish Music playing]
[song fades]