The Marked Heart (2022) s01e11 Episode Script

1
That's a very serious accusation.
It's barbaric.
But it all fits together.
The night I had my transplant
is the day they murdered Valeria Duque.
And all those messages
between you and Mariachi.
You don't need me
to explain all the skeletons
a professional hacker can uncover, do you?
I did it for you.
For you, and me. I won't deny it.
If you die, I die, Camila.
The very first day we met
life all started finally making sense.
I understood that
the success and the money
weren't what was going to make me happy.
The only thing I needed was you here.
With me.
That's why I was so terrified,
absolutely terrified,
that you wouldn't make it
for the simple reason
that a donor match never appeared.
I became a murderer
because I couldn't stand living
without you.
No! Valeria Duque
was completely innocent, for God's sake!
She was a mother
with two amazing children!
She was a perfectly healthy woman!
She was married to a husband
who loved her, Zacarías!
It's awful! You think I don't know?
My life has never been the same
since all this started.
I'm no longer able to sleep
unless I'm completely drunk.
The guilt, Camila
The worst poison
on this whole damn planet is guilt.
I was beyond desperate, sweetheart.
So desperate.
I tried everything in my power.
I contacted the hospitals.
Where did I not look?
The United States, Australia,
Canada, Spain.
You were on
every waiting list everywhere!
Everywhere!
But a donor never showed up for you.
- Zacarías
- I'm talking, Camila!
Your last episode
would have killed you.
That was it. You can ask Dr. Carrasco.
They said you had two months to live.
Two months.
And then suddenly, I found a solution.
No.
Extreme? Yes.
Odious? Yes.
But watching you die? Absolutely
not.
- Why?
- I cannot
lose you.
My decision was evil. Pure evil.
I debated it a thousand times.
But what you should know,
and don't forget it,
if I had not done what I did,
there would be no more you.
You would be a bunch of ashes
in a fancy jar.
With a tombstone in the cemetery.
If you want to go ahead
and call the police, I won't stop you.
No, no, no!
Why, why?
Why did you have to save my life?
Why?
Why?
Why did you have to ruin
both of our lives to save me?
Tell me why?
No, no, no, no, no!
Why?
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- What the fuck were you doing?
- I wasn't doing anything. Just talking.
Wanna go to hell, asshole? Is that it?
- What the fuck?
- Calm the fuck down, Mariachi!
I don't know him,
and I don't wanna know him either.
But I won't let you kill some poor asshole
just because you're jealous!
He's the fellow Mexican who's looking
for work that I told you about.
That's right.
Nothing's going on here.
A round of tequila for everyone! On me.
Shots all around.
Good work, boss.
What a hook.
Where'd you learn to fight like a girl?
Valeria.
- Hmm?
- Huh?
Culiacán, Sinaloa.
I worked for the cartel.
Disposals.
Anybody pissed us off,
I sent them to hell
in bite-sized pieces.
- Why are you here?
- I need work.
My old boss had it in for me.
Now I have no money, no job,
and I'm far from home.
I get it.
I know what it's like to be far away
from the place your people come from.
- You too, huh?
- Relax, I'll buy you a drink.
- Fine by me.
- Let's go.
She was an accomplished musician.
She had all these projects,
and aspirations. All these dreams.
Camila, I didn't want
to have all that information.
To have known
personal details or information
about her family,
my decision might have been different.
How'd you find them, anyway?
It doesn't matter now.
It matters that I know the whole truth.
Every detail.
Tell me how you found her killers?
Did you pay cash
to buy me Valeria's heart?
What made Dr. Carrasco agree
to get involved
in such a disgusting operation?
You can't do this, Camila.
Don't do this to yourself.
It leads nowhere.
It's too much for you. Don't go there.
They went after her.
They shot her.
They killed her with an injection.
They extracted her heart,
and then they threw her body in a lake.
As easy as that.
And life went on
as if nothing ever happened.
None of this was easy, Camila.
You went on with your life.
And I'm plagued by the monster I am now.
But I won't try to play the victim.
Not at all.
That's too cynical even for me.
You have no idea how many times
I wanted to tell you.
But every morning, when I saw you
with your smile
with your grand plans
I knew I couldn't spoil everything
for you.
How am I supposed to live with all this?
Tell me.
I begged you not to try to find out.
For your own protection.
It wasn't worth it.
I don't know if my life is worth it.
What's up, asshole?
What took you so long, Garabato?
- Did you take care of Rojo and Bagre?
- Yeah, all good.
Let me introduce you
to a fellow countryman.
This here is Checo.
Garabato.
What's up, man?
I gotta piss.
What's with this guy?
Came from Mexico.
Says he doesn't mind dirty work.
And she is vouching for him.
Aren't you, Dallas?
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We'll test him out, asshole.
Something simple.
What are we risking?
Nothing.
The worst that could happen
if he doesn't pass the test,
two more kidneys and whatever else sells.
Checo.
Know how to drive?
Yeah, I do, but I don't have a car.
No problem. We just got an extra one
from one of our guys
who got killed by a girl.
Did she take his balls
before or after?
Watch your fucking mouth.
Rojo was the real deal.
- Ooh.
- It was a lucky shot. The bitch will pay.
Ah, take it easy.
Right now it doesn't matter.
He's dead, poor bastard.
Can't change that.
This thing.
Guns, drugs, cleanup crew?
The less you know, the longer you live.
No more questions.
Good deal.
No!
No, no, no!
Are you having breakfast with me?
Are you sick?
So about Montejo,
could I get his number from you?
Yeah, I'll give it to you,
but you can't tell anyone
where you got it.
Don't worry.
I'm not surprised
that my husband owes you money.
The only thing he does
is travel around with that whore.
That's how I found out.
Trips to Paris, the Caribbean, New York.
I apologize.
My impression of your husband
was of an upstanding surgeon.
I was wrong.
Thank you.
Is it a big amount?
Yes, significant.
He basically stopped answering
my calls and e-mails, so I got worried.
I really need to get in touch with him.
I'm sorry. I don't know
where he's living right now.
I don't care either.
What I do know is that he plays dominoes
with one of my cousins a lot.
I know the place.
She hacked my phone.
I'm sure it was at the wedding.
When we were having problems
with the connection,
she logged me in to another network.
Skillful. You can't deny her that.
However, I still believe that this
is a complete violation of your privacy.
So you think I should complain
about my privacy? Really?
Don't be an idiot, Marcelo.
Camila is holding all the cards.
My future depends entirely on her.
Zacarías, Camila knows that turning you in
would do a lot more harm than good.
It'd be disastrous.
For your career,
the campaign, and Cárdenas.
Which means a lot of negative attention
for her mother.
Not to mention,
that if the organization finds out
that Camila has information
on where her heart came from,
they'll kill her
without giving it a second thought.
And apart from this ode to cholesterol,
I'm hoping there's yogurt.
Breaking my balls at breakfast?
This isn't even fattening.
Stress is fattening.
If you don't start being careful,
in three years,
I will be the president's widow.
That's why you snore like a pig, you know?
Last night, I didn't sleep a wink.
I'm sure we have a whole bunch
of earplugs in the bedroom.
Fast bought them for her sister.
Otherwise, she would live up to her name
when she didn't get enough sleep.
I miss my twins.
You mention those whores to me
at breakfast?
A little respect.
Good morning.
Are you enjoying your honeymoon?
We are. Thank you.
Mr. Cárdenas,
this is your agenda for today.
I know you just got married yesterday,
but the campaign is in the final stretch.
Unfortunately, that means
we can't let our guard down.
I'm only scheduled for a cocktail?
That's more than enough.
Now that we're married, I'm your best PR.
The latest numbers show
that my being present alone
boosts your standings in the polls.
That's very astute.
Hmm.
Don't team up against me. It won't work.
I don't need
a ball and chain 24 hours a day.
In my opinion, Greta is
the perfect addition to the campaign.
- Sausage?
- No, thank you.
Samantha,
I have a delivery for you, honey.
Why the long face?
What's wrong?
Hmm?
Love.
Hey, young love, no matter
how old you are, you act like an idiot.
But for teenagers, all this is new, huh?
Yes, Grandpa.
The address?
On the ticket.
This is Checo. Who the hell's this?
The Easter Bunny, moron.
Mariachi wants to see you.
We have a job to do. See if you fit in.
Tell me where to go.
I'm there for you, man.
One hour.
And if you don't make it,
there's always another guy
who will jump in.
Hey, I told you. I'm in.
Give me the directions, all right?
Did you find anything yet?
Nothing.
These people took off.
That fucker.
Hello?
Are you insane?
- Shh. It's all right. Shh.
- I can't
How did you know that
that I would deliver the pizza?
You keep trying till you get it right.
Calm down. Shh.
Isn't it enough
that you almost got me killed?
- That I almost got raped because of you?
- Listen to me. I feel terrible, Sam.
I couldn't sleep last night
worrying about you.
You poor thing.
I slept like a baby all night.
Mmm. Killing people
is my favorite little hobby.
Shh! It was self-defense, Samantha.
Those guys are all dead. No one saw you.
No one knows you were there.
I killed that man, Tomás.
I did it.
I saw the life draining out of his eyes.
Then there was just emptiness.
And now, I'm majorly fucked forever.
Forever. Damn you!
Samantha, I know this
whole thing's a disaster.
Huh?
But I have an even bigger problem
than those guys.
What? That's bullshit.
Nothing can be worse than this.
How much trouble are you in?
Trouble is I'm in love with you.
Are you kidding me?
You think this is the time
to feed me more shit?
I want to protect you,
and I just don't know how yet.
Well, this isn't it. This isn't right!
I'll die if anything happens to you.
Something already happened.
It already happened.
Don't you get it?
It already happened.
And you happened to me.
You must be scared ♪
But you will be tender ♪
So please, don't give up ♪
I'll stay by your side ♪
Leave, won't surrender ♪
What will you do?
I don't know.
It's hard to process the fact that
your own husband turned into a criminal
to save your life.
I don't know.
Do I send Zacarías to prison?
You're innocent. You didn't know a thing.
But I do now.
If I stay quiet, am I still innocent?
I want to know
why Tirso is following me around?
I already uncovered your deep,
dark secret. I don't get this, Zacarías.
Sweetheart,
with everything that's happened,
I'd feel better
Can you tell your gorilla
to stop tailing me?
Hmm? You're on speaker. Say it.
- Tirso.
- Yes, sir, I'm listening.
You heard the lady. Leave her alone.
Come on back to the office.
I'm on my way.
What the hell? What is this?
Shh, shh, shh.
We're doing a survey, faggot.
- Where's that motherfucker Tomás?
- I don't know anyone named Tomás.
He says he doesn't know a Tomás?
Tell me where I can find Tomás,
or I'll burn this shithole to the ground.
Hmm?
Hmm?
Tomás comes to sing here twice a week.
When's his next gig?
It's tonight.
They're playing tonight, man.
Excellent. Save us three spots
in the VIP lounge.
You think it's funny? Get up!
Shh, shh.
Let's run away.
Where no one knows our names.
Where we can both
invent a new life for ourselves.
Tomás.
I can't. I just can't.
I can't leave my little brother.
I can't abandon my dad.
They wouldn't make it
if another one of us disappeared.
I'm in danger here, Samantha.
Understand?
They won't come after you,
but they will me.
So this is
the end of our story?
And I insisted that
all the pictures had to be yours.
It wasn't hard to convince the editor
who already admires your work.
Camila, are you listening?
I'm trying to concentrate, Mama,
but it's impossible.
- I know.
- Strike a pose.
You know what comes next?
You'll say something rude,
we have an argument, and you leave.
Camila, I know you.
This pattern is your way
of dealing with bad news. What happened?
Enough with the psychotherapy.
Let's do this.
I know something's wrong.
Honey.
I know you better than
anyone else in the world.
Even you.
What's the world coming to
if you can't confide in me?
Oh, Mama.
Mama!
What happened?
Our fellow voters will have two options
on the ballot in the upcoming election.
TOGETHER FOR CHANGE
On the one hand, an uneducated populist,
despot, and misogynist
who will bring nothing
but deterioration to our country.
Those aren't just my words.
It comes from all the experience gained
from fiascoes throughout Latin America.
If your wish is
to see our currency devalued,
to wait in line for
a chance to buy gasoline,
to wait in line for bread.
If you want to endure problems
with our services
such as water, electricity, and internet,
without a doubt
your candidate is Braulio Cárdenas.
If, on the other hand,
you want a bright future
for your children,
you have in me a true ally.
What the hell?
You have nothing to say?
We have to break that tiny witch's soul.
She just insulted me on live TV!
Say something!
Calm down, Braulio.
You've publicly criticized her.
What'd you expect?
That she wouldn't hit back?
of hiring Zacarías Cienfuegos
as his advisor.
Politics can be a dirty game.
We all know that.
But Cienfuegos, he is rotten to the core.
Their partnership is a ticking time bomb,
and we all have an obligation
to deactivate it with our vote.
We'll still demolish her when it counts.
Gaby, this isn't a good time. Can you
Something wrong?
No. No, no, no, no, no.
I'll go. No, no. I'm on my way.
Sure.
It's a heartbreaking situation.
Getting cheated on would be heartbreaking.
But this is pure horror.
A nightmare so dark
I can't even put it into words.
I don't know what to do.
No, no, no, no, no.
You do know.
Look at me. Camila.
Your husband turned into a killer for you
because you would have died.
It's a grand gesture.
His sacrifice is spectacular.
So the only thing
you need to do is shut it.
Stay quiet, make me a grandmother,
and show that man gratitude forever.
Okay?
Weren't you listening, Mama?
If this was about someone else
But we're talking about my daughter.
Do you know
what I hear through all of this?
Is that my daughter's alive
thanks to Zacarías.
And that every day
you're still breathing is a miracle.
For us both.
What are you doing?
What I should've done
from the beginning, Mama.
God.
This is the evaluation
from the school psychologist. Look.
Lucas is acting very aggressive.
He has those
He's been
wetting the bed every night.
Samantha can barely keep it together.
I hear her crying her heart out
in her room.
They need you, Simón.
Valeria couldn't help it, but
in their eyes,
it's like you abandoned them.
No, I had things to do.
I didn't abandon anyone.
I did. I let everyone down.
And I abandoned you too.
What's the plan, Zacarías?
We sit around twiddling our thumbs?
Hell no!
Julia Moncada needs to be taught a lesson
and respect
who wears the pants around here.
Got it?
I want you to challenge her to a debate.
Pow! A debate.
When I get her in front of me,
they'll laugh in the four corners
of the country when I destroy her.
Good, right?
The best thing you can do
for both of us, Braulio,
is to give me space.
Hey, hey, hey!
No way in hell I would let you debate her
because Julia Moncada is nothing like you.
She's actually intelligent and clever.
It would take less than five minutes
for her to demolish your entire campaign.
What will you do on that stage?
Tell jokes?
Talk about Fast and Furious? Huh?
There's only one reason Braulio Cárdenas
is even in the running.
And that's because of my ability
to trick voters into thinking
you're even halfway coherent,
when you're nothing but a backwards,
primitive idiot with cash.
I have enough problems to handle, Braulio,
Not to mention, I will forever be blamed
for electing
the worst president in history!
So spare me the whining
and your outdated macho bullshit,
and let your advisor,
the one with the neurons,
the one who's gotten you this far,
decide what we're doing.
Go get your backpacks put away
and then we'll celebrate
being back home all together. Okay?
No, Luqui, come on.
That's torture. Really.
Sami.
- Yeah?
- I really don't like it when you're sad.
I'm going to try
to do things better from now on.
I know, Pa.
And I know
I haven't been quite myself lately.
I'm here for you.
No matter what you do,
no matter what happens.
I want you to know that
you can come to me with anything.
Deal?
Deal.
- Hi.
- Hi.
I really need to talk to you.
I know the other day was upsetting,
me running away like I did.
Almost like you were escaping.
When you collapsed,
I tried to help you, of course,
but that guy told me not to come near you.
Zacarías is getting suspicious.
Simón, I've been thinking that
you might be just as scared as I am
because of the feelings
we seem to have for each other.
Scared?
You're saying
a woman like you gets scared?
What is it, Camila?
I'm so at peace here in your garden.
Hmm.
It's so beautiful and inviting.
Valeria loved to sit right over there,
next to that stone,
practicing scales on her trumpet.
She would lose herself for hours out here.
She loved taking care of this garden.
How long have you guys lived here?
A while.
We were renting it
and got along with the landlord.
After a lot of work
and penny-pinching, we bought it.
It was a real labor of love.
- Sorry, I have to take this.
- No worries.
Don't you understand I don't want to talk?
Camila, come on, honey.
Everything that's happening
is bigger than us.
We can't move forward together
if we refuse to talk.
Please, come back.
Tell me what the secret is for washing
the blood and fear out of your mind
because I'm not able to.
Come home to me.
This is one of those
make-or-break moments for a marriage.
Oh, so you think what might be
in danger here is our marriage?
Come on.
You want to book us
some couples counseling?
Camila.
Stop calling me. It exhausts me.
Cienfuegos owes me
a fucking apology, hear me?
The future president of this country.
Zacarías has a very difficult
personal situation to attend to.
But he's looking out for us.
He works for me.
And Marcelo,
I have zero interest in his problems.
With the millions I'm giving that bastard,
he needs to comply with my every order.
He will comply.
First thing tomorrow, he'll schedule
a debate with Julia Moncada.
All will go as planned,
and the presidency will be ours.
You're taking over.
Because Zacarías is off Team Braulio.
This is beautiful.
Mama made it for me.
She did? Well, it's magnificent.
Over here is my room.
Sit down.
Look.
This was a trip we took to Cartagena.
We saw tons and tons of dolphins.
Wow!
This one is of when my parents got married
and I wasn't invited.
This is when I was a baby.
I was horrible,
just like your drawings of giraffes.
No. How can you say that, Lucas?
You were so cute.
My mom was a bit crazy.
She said my drawings
were like works of art,
and that we should hang them up
so we can see them.
Why are you crying?
Because you're the best.
Because, mmm
Because you're the cutest boy ever.
Because you're very sweet,
and because you are
the most spectacular kid on the planet.
I can hear your heartbeat.
Yeah.
Mmm. Smells delicious, Pa.
I haven't seen him laugh so much
in a long time.
- Make you skip a turn!
- No, no, no, no!
You like her?
Maybe. I don't know yet
what's happening with us,
but we, uh
I like her. I'm exploring,
but I don't want it to seem like
I'm cheating on Mama. I'm not.
Mama isn't here.
- I got one! Wild card!
- No!
I'd love to see your smile again.
I miss it.
You know it's contagious
and can light up a room.
The truth is, she works miracles.
You're so predictable.
Valeria's album is wonderful.
That was her last one, literally.
Camila.
Did you enjoy dinner?
Delicious.
And the wine is too.
You're an excellent host.
You manage to avoid
talking about Valeria, you know that?
I hear it's called the survival instinct.
I hear it's better to talk about
the things that make us suffer.
Simón, I wanna
I got it. I'll tell you the whole story.
I'm ready.
It was one of those perfect evenings.
Valeria and I were driving back here.
We'd been drinking a little.
We were singing our heads off. Laughing.
When suddenly one of the tires exploded,
and the nightmare started.
I was knocked out.
When I came to,
Valeria wasn't there anymore.
They took her from us for good.
Valeria was killed on her actual birthday.
Do you know anything about the killers?
What we know is that there's a gang
dedicated to the "noble" cause
of illegal organ trafficking.
And as luck would have it,
a millionaire magically appeared
looking for a new heart.
And somehow they found out
my wife's heart was compatible.
And the rest
The children?
Do they know what happened to Valeria?
Samantha.
Lucas is still too young
to hear such a barbaric story.
It'd be too traumatic.
It's hard enough for us.
I feel for you.
Everyone involved in her death
are monsters, Camila.
That's why I haven't let myself calm
the hatred I feel.
The guiding principle
of my life at the moment
is to get revenge for Valeria's murder.
Because right now,
there is someone somewhere in the world
who's alive
thanks to Valeria's stolen heart.
And that someone is ultimately guilty
for killing my wife.
Is it possible
that that person is oblivious
to to the fact that their heart
was harvested by criminals?
That person's a monster to the same degree
as all the other murderers involved.
Sorry.
I
I think we need to talk about us,
not just Valeria.
I don't want to keep dancing around
the issue, do you?
I think we're over that.
There's nothing to discuss.
Really? So we're just gonna pretend
you and I don't have a connection?
- Aren't you forgetting Zacarías?
- Zacarías?
You're not in love with your husband.
That much is obvious.
If we'd met under different circumstances,
we could have been amazing.
Crazy in love. I have no doubt.
We could've been very happy together
in another life, but not this one.
Do you actually believe
what you're saying?
The best thing is for us
to go our own ways.
You mean that?
It's too late.
We can't do this.
You're leaving? Hmm?
Is that from having heart surgery?
Camila, is that scar
from you undergoing a heart transplant?