02x10 - Atonement

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You don't know

how badly I wanted to meet you

and tell you a few things.

Look at me.

Look at my face, you b*stard.

Aren't you glad to see your newest victim?

You're too young to understand

that life is always unfair.

I'm too young to die.

It's not that life is unfair.

It's that you destroyed my whole family.

Can you tell me what we did to you?

Tell me what we did to you?

Or do psychopaths like you

have no conscience?

You have no remorse.

Are you the guy who k*lled my mom?

Lucas, leave. Get out.

- Lucas, leave right now!

- Samantha!

Do you know the only thing

that comforts me?

That you will never get what you want.

Because Camila hates you.

She despises you.

Samantha. Calm down.

I won't argue with you, little girl.

- Is that right?

- Yes.

Are you okay?

- You need to relax.

- Samantha.

I'm not okay!

Because I'm dying.

I'm dying, and it's all your fault!

Samantha, that's enough. Stop.

Tata, please.

Samantha, come with me.

I hope life brings you hell,

something worse than this.

Come, let's go.

What are you doing here?

- Did you hear my message?

- Did you hear Samantha?

Or see the look on that boy's face?

Do you realize how much damage

you've done to this family?

- I did it all for you.

- Bullshit.

You did it because

you're a f*cking egotistical b*stard.

But it all backfired.

Every step you took

drove me further from you

and closer to Simón.

You don't love that man.

It's his wife's heart.

Maybe.

Maybe you're right.

But even that is your own fault.

I should be dead, but I'm not.

Because you wanted to play God.

Get it into your head, Zacarías.

This heart inside me doesn't know you.

And what this heart knows made it hate you

because you took what it loved the most!

Get that into your head!

I just wanted you back.

I worked so hard to get you back

that I lost everything else.

What is it?

You can't find Duque's daughter?

Keep looking.

I'll try and find her too.

Duque will have to pay for what he's done.

Make sure to honor our deal.

Then you can do whatever you want.

Did you know

your beloved Simón k*lled Mariachi?

What?

Can you imagine the trouble he's in?

Zacarías, please.

Simón is doing this for his daughter.

Ask them not to hurt him, not to k*ll him!

Please, I beg you.

I don't want them to k*ll him. Please!

THE MARKED HEAR

String them up!

Move it!

Hurry!

- as*h*le.

- Don't move.

Where is your daughter?

She's abroad.

I suggest you tell me where she is.

My men will find her anyway.

If you lay a finger on her, I'll k*ll you!

You'll have to k*ll me

because I won't talk.

Then you just sentenced your friend

to be our next donor.

I'll beat your face in, you piece of sh*t.

How?

- Let her go!

- Do you remember where your daughter is?

Don't you dare tell them, Simón.

Do whatever you have to do. Do it!

I have to take this.

You have two minutes to remember.

Don't forget,

this is about saving her life.

We're having trouble locating

the transplant recipient.

Relax, Dr. Carrasco.

You'll do the transplant tomorrow.

- Did you need me?

- Close the bar.

The south exit.

We can enter through there.

- What's the name of the bar?

- Eden.

Listen. Once the hostages are safe,

you have the green light

to k*ll those organ trafficking assholes.

Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

Do we have a search warrant

from the judge?

We don't have a f*cking warrant.

Is that a problem, Muñoz?

None at all, sir.

Let's go raid that place.

- Let's go. Come on.

- All right.

This was a stab in the back.

You never trusted me, right?

I don't trust anyone.

You should know.

I helped you plot against Camila.

I helped you set up

that scheme in Istanbul.

In Mexico.

I supported you with the deals you made

behind Cárdenas's back.

- This is how you repay me?

- Are you playing the victim?

You did all that so I would help

your useless husband become president.

The rest was just good sex.

You don't care about me.

At first,

I just wanted you as Fausto's advisor.

But then

I fell in love, Zacarías.

Your brain can seduce any woman.

It's a wonderfully erotic tool.

I admit it.

Plus, you're the only man who's capable

of selling your soul to the devil

for a woman.

Camila doesn't deserve you.

There's still time.

You can turn this around.

I'll help you.

Close the door after you.

That was your last chance, you jackass.

Go inside.

That's all, dudes.

Done.

Be quiet. Get down.

- Get down.

- What is this? All right.

Get down right now.

GET OUT NOW!

THE POLICE ARE HERE!

I knew you were the mole, you b*stard.

sh*t.

What was that?

A g*nsh*t.

- Camacho!

- Here!

- What happened?

- This as*h*le was the mole.

This m*therf*cker.

- Get down!

- sh*t!

k*ll them!

Camacho made a mistake challenging us.

k*ll the singer.

What about Simón Duque?

k*ll him.

They're coming to k*ll us.

- Maybe it's the police.

- Do you think so?

Backup! We need backup!

- Cover me!

- Go!

Go now!

Douglas, listen.

Listen. Take it easy, man.

If we tell the police you helped us,

they'll help you.

Shut up, you stupid brat.

You first, babe.

How tough is your cop friend?

Look where he got you.

Son of a b*tch!

This time you're f*cked.

Pimentel, cut her down!

- Hold her legs.

- Here.

- Call an ambulance!

- Nicky, hang on.

Hurry!

Hang on, Nicky.

Let's take her.

MEDICAL TRANSPOR

Hurry!

Hang on. You won't die.

You'll be okay.

If she dies, I'll die.

You look beautiful.

I should be dead, Zacarías.

But I'm not.

You wanted to play God.

Valeria Duque, 36 years old.

Married, two children.

That one.

You picked a great heart for your wife.

This heart inside me doesn't know you.

And what this heart knows, it despises

because you took what it loved the most!

You see?

Camila abandoned me too.

The police just raided Eden.

What happened to my protection?

What's going on?

I have no idea.

What about Simón Duque?

He's probably dead.

If not,

he's ratting you out to the police.

Let's finish what we started, Sarmiento.

I can't believe this.

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

I was so scared of losing you.

I'm fine.

Don't worry.

And Nicky?

How is Nicky doing?

They're trying to save her life.

- Oh God.

- How is Samantha?

We were nervous

because we hadn't heard from you.

- I gave her a sleeping pill.

- And?

She was very upset.

She doesn't know about Nicky, of course.

Are you okay?

They removed the b*llet,

but she lost a lot of blood.

The doctor says

the next few hours are crucial.

We have to wait.

I can't believe it.

I think that jackass will betray me.

I went to his house to get a read on him.

It was a sh*thole, Greta.

I went to see him too.

And all I managed to get

was a threat.

What did he threaten you with?

With those tapes,

the Miss Orgasm tapes.

No f*cking way.

I'll beat the sh*t out of that b*stard!

No, Braulio. Calm down.

We have to neutralize Zacarías

without raising his suspicions.

We have to ensure he won't react. Okay?

You can finish the cake.

You came home late last night.

Where were you?

I went to the office

to clear out my computer.

I had some important documents to salvage.

Is that so?

You were with him.

I'm not in the mood, Fausto.

Let's focus on what's important.

Did you call the party members?

Today marks the start

of Cárdenas's downfall

and your lover's too.

That arrogant f*ck

is not my lover.

Mr. President?

Where's Zac?

- He must be on his way.

- Boys.

What are you doing? What is going on?

Oh, Rosita.

A lace one? How saucy.

Mr. President, what's going on?

Take the computers!

And get a hacker to check the cloud,

the emails, and all that sh*t.

And when that traitor gets here,

send him to my office, Rosa.

I want to see him urgently.

Do you really love her?

You don't know how sorry I am

that I didn't have the ba*ls

to leave my wife at the time.

Sometimes, we men are idiots.

She never forgave you, you know?

Nicky wasn't meant to be anyone's lover.

Here's a mountain of evidence

that I gathered during the time

I worked for Cienfuegos.

Evidence of what?

Evidence of misuse of resources,

procurement irregularities,

acceptance of bribes.

There's all kinds

of stuff here, gentlemen.

If we don't do something about this,

somebody else will.

We're all in the same boat.

And I do mean all of us.

Julia, come on in. Welcome.

Thanks.

Gentlemen.

- Julia, hello.

- Morning.

Good morning.

The information we have is damaging.

But what Mrs. Moncada has

is even worse.

I have evidence tying Cienfuegos

to an organ trafficking g*ng

that operates in our country

with the government's complicity.

That's serious.

My party will request

a trial before the Senate.

A political trial.

We want to oust Cárdenas.

Listen, gentlemen.

This is not about red versus blue.

This is about

honest people versus criminals.

Because that is

what Cárdenas and Cienfuegos are,

they're two criminals.

You want to topple the leaders

of your own party?

Mr. Secretary,

I don't want leaders like that.

Here we have the total opposite,

a man who has decided to sacrifice

the interests of his own party

for the sake of the country.

Or would you prefer to stay in this muck?

You have my support.

Thanks a lot, General.

Mine too.

Thanks, Mr. Secretary.

Thank you.

Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

You have my support.

Thanks very much.

You're late, Fausto.

Just some light domestic trouble, sir.

Nothing serious.

What can I help you with?

This is an order signed by my own hand

to bury Zacarías Cienfuegos in prison

for treason.

Arrest him, wherever he is.

What are you waiting for? Music?

Move it.

Keep searching. Check every last corner.

Please, have some respect. This is

the home of the presidential advisor.

The home of a criminal.

A traitor to his country.

Where is Cienfuegos?

I don't know.

He left early.

Without his driver?

He didn't want me to come.

Right.

Do a satellite search

of the car and of Cienfuegos's cell phone,

and issue an order forbidding him

from leaving the country.

We can't risk Cienfuegos fleeing abroad.

Yes, Tirso?

Sir, the police are searching your house.

They have an arrest warrant

signed by the president.

Go to that address we agreed on.

Don't be followed.

So Zacarías was able to escape.

But he can't leave the country easily.

He'll pay for what he did

to Valeria and my daughter.

Hel Dr. Centeno?

Yes.

Of course. You can count on that.

- What?

- Doctor?

Thanks a lot. Really.

What happened?

What happened?

There is finally a donor.

What?

My mom did this, Simón.

She made this happen.

It will all be okay.

They found a heart.

What?

I just talked to Dr. Centeno,

and you're having surgery this afternoon.

Today? I mean

Right now?

Do we know anything? Who it is?

- How they died?

- We don't know.

And we won't find out.

All you have to know

is they're a willing donor.

All right.

Whatever happens,

I will always love you.

All right.

Don't worry.

Relax.

She'll be okay.

All right, Samantha. Everything's ready.

We're going to put you under, okay?

- Okay.

- All right.

Mommy.

Hi.

Mom.

You deserve a future, sweetheart.

You have so much life left.

I'm scared, Mom.

From now on,

you'll have a guest in your body.

You'll have to teach it

to coexist with you.

Accept it.

Accept life as it is, honey.

Life is beautiful.

Don't fight it.

Don't be afraid.

I'll always be with you.

I'm scared to death

that Zacarías and Sarmiento

might come for Samantha.

That won't happen.

The hospital is full of cops. Relax.

But you told me

Zacarías is a sore loser.

- And the police can't find him.

- I'm scared too.

But what Samantha

is going through is huge.

We need to focus on her.

Relax.

I can't relax, Sarmiento.

Cienfuegos can no longer protect us.

Don't worry, my friend.

This small setback

will be in the past soon.

They're waiting to take us abroad.

Can't you smell it already?

The first world. The birthplace of art.

m*therf*cker!

Don't move, b*stard!

Don't you move!

Violence is crass, Inspector.

What can I help you with?

You'll serve a long sentence

for kidnapping, m*rder,

and organ trafficking.

That sounds heroic, Camacho.

I'm going to enjoy being released

due to a lack of evidence.

We have statements

from Camila Duarte and the Duque family.

Those are just words.

No evidence, no crime, right?

Does that ring a bell?

He gave me all I needed to put you away.

And your number. That's how I found you.

Are you gonna kiss me, Camacho?

ORGAN TRANSPLAN

There goes Samantha's new heart.

Scalpel.

Heart rate?

Hand me that.

Breaking news from the home

of the Secretary of the Interior,

Fausto Benavides,

joined by his wife, Lorena Williams.

They have a serious accusation

to make before the country.

What is this about?

It's about a cancer.

An ethical, moral, and national cancer.

Though it's hard for us to take this step,

our duty is to this country,

not to its leaders.

That is why we've decided to denounce

the unconscionable administration

of President Cárdenas

and his advisor, Zacarías Cienfuegos,

two of the biggest crooks

in our country's history.

What these two have done

with the country's funds

is actually obscene.

It's a shame that our countries

keep falling prey to leaders

who are so mediocre and immoral.

All they do is trick people

with their populist rhetoric

so that the country

ends up becoming a factory of poverty.

And that's not even the worst of it.

The worst part

is their abhorrent collusion

with a g*ng of organ traffickers

that have worked in the country for years.

It's actually perverse.

Let's not forget the First Lady,

Mrs. Greta Volcán,

a former beauty queen who spends her time

traveling around the world,

her extravagant spending

of taxpayer money,

buying jewelry and expensive clothing.

That f*cking wh*re!

Secretary Benavides also stated

he plans to support Julia Moncada,

who has proposed a vote of no-confidence

against President Cárdenas.

This paves the way

for the president to be removed.

To make matters worse, today, the

- How do you turn this f*cking thing off?

- Here.

Those m*therf*cking traitors!

My darling president!

Hey, have you seen the news about

Oh, sorry.

I came to see

if the president heard about

Yes, the president heard,

and the First Lady too.

So if he offered you a house

to f*ck you in,

you're screwed, Rosita.

There's no house,

no president, not a f*cking thing.

Excuse me, Mr. President.

Everything was perfect.

Yes.

We're celebrating tonight.

You're going to be president.

There's a lot to celebrate.

What is this?

Lorena Williams?

- What?

- We have a warrant for your arrest.

- You have the right to remain silent

- You're nuts! What is this?

You got in too deep with Cienfuegos,

and now your name is everywhere.

Did you think

I wouldn't make you pay for that video?

What is this?

I suggest you call your lover

Well, I doubt he'll answer.

Because, to him,

you're disposable too.

- Take her away!

- Fausto, you'll pay for this.

- Let's go.

- You're no one without me!

You're a fool. You're terrible in bed.

- You as*h*le!

- Let's go.

If they lay one finger on me,

I'll end you!

Let's go.

You'll come crawling to my cell

to ask for help!

- It's an investment.

- You jackass.

Don't touch me!

Don't you dare lay a finger on me or else!

Go. Quick. Take that down.

MISS ORGASM

THE SECRET TAPE OF THE FIRST LADY

This was Zacarías, that prick.

Thanks for saving my life, Tulio.

I had to do at least

one thing right by you.

It's all working out, right?

I still can't believe

that the gig at Eden was a trap.

I felt like a real star there.

And it was all a lie.

I ended up hanging like meat

in a warehouse full of roaches.

But for a few nights at Eden,

I felt like the tropical storm

I always wanted to be.

Someday, Nicky.

Someday.

Hold me.

No taking advantage of me.

Just kidding. Take advantage of me.

I think she just felt her mom.

Valeria would always

touch her nose like that.

Don't worry. It's actually a good thing.

I have to leave for a while.

What happened?

Nothing.

Hi, gorgeous.

Hi. Hey.

Hi.

Welcome back.

I missed you so much.

So much.

All my sleepless nights

bear your name, Camila.

Ever since we met

and fantasized about happiness.

Happiness, I now understand,

will never be possible.

The Camila I fell in love with is gone.

I k*lled her the day I chose

Valeria Duque's heart to save your life.

Because of my obsession

to prove my love to you,

I hurt so many people.

My life makes no sense without you.

It just doesn't.

I don't want your forgiveness,

let alone your pity.

I just want to fix

what I broke.

When you were about to die

I wanted to give you my heart,

but your blood and mine

were too different.

So I made the worst possible choice.

Last night, while I was thinking

about all of this,

I checked Samantha's medical record.

And I found out I was a match for her.

I understood everything

in an instant.

Life has

a cruel sense of irony.

I wanted laughs.

Long breakfasts.

Children.

I wanted everything with you.

It didn't work out.

But I experienced love.

And I thank you for it.

I loved you the way

only desperate people love.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

The overdose

the delusion,

and the obsession.

Goodbye, Camila.

Why?

Can you imagine

how I feel right now,

knowing the heart beating

inside my daughter's chest is Zacarías's?

Maybe it was the only way

he could stay close to me.

Samantha can never ever know

who the donor was.

And I mean never.

Right now, the most important thing to me

is for my children to smile,

to have peace again,

to return to their old selves.

That's what I want the most.

Samantha was saved by the heart

of the man who k*lled her mother.

Maybe that is

what they call "poetic justice."

In any case,

it's now time to rebuild,

to forget,

to tame our memories

in order to lessen the pain

and celebrate

the privilege of being alive.

I still wonder if Simón and I

are ready to be together

after what happened.

Is Valeria's shadow still between us?

Or am I the shadow,

the one in the middle of their love?

Is there an outsider in this story?

As I said in the beginning,

some love stories

can tear your heart apart.