All language subtitles for Dark Desire - 02x05 - Walking on Hot Coals.NF.WEBRip.x264-TEPES ION10.Engli

A NETFLIX SERIES

Twelve, eleven, ten, nine,

eight, seven, six, five,

four, three, two, one...

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

Esteban!

Alma, I've never known
how to say this, but...

No, wait.

This morning, your brother and I...

Leonardo and I are dating.

Do you have a warrant to arrest my client?

I have a subpoena.

Sure. That's what I thought.

You actually have nothing.
You had no right to interrogate him.

We found his DNA
under one of the victim's fingernails.

Is that nothing?

Let me remind you that the victim
was Darío Guerra's partner.

I don't get it.

How could Alma get involved again
with this bastard?

Darío, did you use to engage in rough sex?

- In fact, that morning, Julieta...
- Thanks.

If you check the victim's body,

you'll find my client's DNA everywhere.

So, you actually have no evidence.

- We have evi...
- Julieta Lazcano killed herself.

You have no evidence that suggests
that this is a homicide.

Can we sign the release papers?

I was wrong about you, Alma.

I thought you were different.

That's none of your business.

I hope it's not too late
when you realize your mistake.

Darío, let's go.

You won't get away
with that story about the impostor.

That is called intimidation, Montaño.

Don't do it again, or I'll have to request
sanctions against you.

What's wrong, Montaño?

The detention is unwarranted.
He's free to go.

What the fuck did you make up
this time, you damn sociopath?

- Damn it. What's wrong with you, Leonardo?
- Let me go.

When did you become this, Alma?

You're capable of defending a murderer
just to sleep with him.

You'll regret those words.
Don't ever fucking talk to her like that.

Darío, that's enough. Stop!

You like destroying
the women you sleep with, right?

Even if they end up dead.

Like Julieta.

Darío, let's go.

Alma, I've never known
how to say this, but...

No, wait.

Leonardo and I are dating.

What's up, Bug?

I know you want to leave, but it's not
a good time. They'll think you fled.

At least I'll get my computer.

What are you doing here?

I want to know the truth.

Believe me.

You won't find anything here.

You know the truth
because I never lied to you.

Did you ever love my daughter?

I'll leave you alone.

Don't go.

Whatever you say,
I'll never know if you loved her.

However...

I loved you like a son.

Like the son I never had.

I gave you all my trust,

my loyalty,

all my affection.

I'll always be grateful to you, Íñigo.

All these years,
you've been like a father to me.

And of course I loved Julieta.

- And since she killed herself, there's...
- She didn't kill herself!

My daughter was killed!

And I don't care
if you were on that roof or not.

The cause

is very clear to me.

You.

You two

killed my daughter.

I'm sure she's with that bastard
because she won't answer the damn phone.

And you?

You've got nothing to say?

What do you want me to say, Bug?

Well... I don't know.

I told you about the fingernail,

about the policeman, about my mom.

I swear...

I don't know why the hell
she went looking for that bastard.

Can you tell me what it means?

Why are you getting involved, Bug?

Don't tell me it's because
you want to protect your mom,

because I don't think that's true.

Isn't this about you?

- Whoa, about me?
- Yes, about you.

You also have a past with Darío, right?

And now that he's back,
you must be feeling lots of things.

You feel rage, anger, fear.

I won't even answer that crap.

Who is it?

Karina.

Coming!

- Hi.
- Hi, Esteban.

- Come in.
- I'm sorry.

I saw your car outside.

Let me know when you leave.

I'd like to talk to you.

I was about to leave. Come on.

- Bye, Esteban.
- Bye.

Why would Julieta Lazcano
have her boyfriend's lover's card?

I don't know, but it was
with the wedding gifts in her room.

Do we have the call log
of the victim's cell phone?

Nothing, ma'am.

It's complicated.

The phone belongs
to a company in Sacramento, California.

You know that makes it harder.

Well, let's solve it soon.

Were you given
the missing security videos?

- Yes, I have all of them.
- Let's go watch them.

Let's go.

And I swear to you,

just to wrap things up,

that I completely understand, okay?

I understand that you think that I...

I don't know, that for me it's temporary,

that I became a lesbian

just because I was traumatized
with Darío, because...

Because of what happened.

But at least I, Zoe,

fall in love with people.

And I love you,
not because you're a woman,

but because you're Karina.

Actually, you could...

You could be an alien,

with no gender and with 20 eyes,

and I'd still love you.

Darío, it won't take Montaño long
to figure out

that I lied and that we were both there.

- How can I remember if I was unconscious?
- I don't know.

But you have to remember something,

at least a clue that can explain

that someone else
is pretending to be you. Something!

You don't believe me either, right?

What I believe doesn't matter right now.

The facts are what matter.

So, let's recap.

Once more.

Okay.

I went to the roof to confess
to Julieta what had happened between us.

Julieta...

Don't come near me.

When I arrived, she was at the edge,
and I changed my mind.

I don't know, she seemed off,
like she was high

or drunk, I don't know.

My love, come down, please.

"My love"?

- You call her that too?
- No.

Of course not. You are
and will be my only love. I promise.

- Please, come...
- Don't touch me!

One time

I found my mom dressed inside a bathtub,

crying.

I was just a girl.

I asked why she was crying, and she said...

"Because life is an illusion."

Back then, I didn't understand anything,

but now I understand everything.

My love, please, come down. I beg you.

- Do want to know what hurts the most?
- Please.

It's not the wedding.

It's not the party,
or the ceremony, or this!

It's realizing that nothing was true.

That all of it was a damn dream.

An illusion.

After that, I don't remember anything.

It all went black.

Did Esteban betray you,
or did you betray him?

Neither.

Esteban went to
the Harris and Lawson office to collect

my great-grandfather's inheritance,
and they called the police.

Why the police?

Because, coincidentally,

a "Darío Guerra"

had just collected my inheritance
at that same office.

- I don't understand.
- Neither do I.

Esteban thought, or thinks,

that I set him up and that I used the time
while he was recovering.

- I'll kill you, bastard.
- Calm down.

You sold me out,
set me up with those lawyers.

What the fuck are you saying?

- You betrayed me. You will die.
- Calm down, Esteban.

- Close your eyes.
- Calm down.

And isn't it true?

Of course not, Alma.

Look.

I've been trying to find out

who the motherfucker
who pretends to be me is.

I hired a private investigator
to track the money,

and I found this video.

This happened at a bank in Andorra.

Alma, listen to me.

I swear on my life that it's not me.

Fuck, I need a cigarette.

Calm down. I'm just as confused as you.

All I know is that someone's playing
a fucking evil game with me.

Yes? And what happened with Esteban

the night that you argued?

He disappeared,

and then I learned
he was in prison in Mexico.

Alma.

Calm down, please.

Calm down.

It might have been him. Maybe. Right?

He has enough reasons
to want to screw you over.

And he was in prison
long enough to plan this.

He was there that night, Darío.

What?

What do you mean?

I saw him as I was leaving the hotel.
He was standing there.

He was there that night.

Could he have been the one
who hit you on the roof?

Yes.

It's possible.

So, Esteban, when you...

When you talk about the word "desire,"

do you mean carnal desire?

Yes.

I feel like inside of me
there's an animal,

a drive I can't control.

And you said that today...

I gave in to temptation.

Yes, Memo, I got carried away, and...

I didn't know where to go.
That's why I'm here.

I think that

you're a good man, Esteban.

And I don't think it's a coincidence
you came here.

I also don't think that you came here
looking for a lashing.

You came looking for help.

And you are repenting.
That's great, Esteban.

How do I stop feeling what I feel?

The Bible is very clear
in Matthew 26:41, Esteban.

It tells us,

"Watch and pray so that
you will not fall into temptation."

"The spirit is willing...

but the flesh is weak."

The power of prayer.

The power of prayer

is amazing, Esteban.

It also talks to us in Proverbs 6:28,

and it asks us,

"Can a man walk on hot coals

without his feet being scorched?"

Do you understand me?

Yes.

What's wrong?

How can I be sure that I'm with you
and not with your evil twin?

How do you know he's the evil one
and not me?

You have to leave.

I need you
to help me analyze this capsule.

I want to know what the hell it is.
Can you do it?

You know I can.

But what do you want it for?

Are you back in the game?

Too many questions, right, Moreno?

Will you help me or not?

Of course.

There's food in the fridge
if you want to have breakfast.

I think I'll be back
a bit before lunchtime.

Thank you.

Is this the invitation
that Leonardo received?

It isn't the one
my father-in-law had made.

Someone did this
to inform you of the wedding.

Too many things at once, right?

- Step by step. First things first.
- Yes.

I want to go with you.

No, I think it's better if I go alone

to avoid having to give
too many explanations.

Are you okay?

No.

I am actually not. This...

is very hard for me.

Sorry for showing up out of the blue,

but you know I went through this,

and I'm a bit worried.

Good morning.

Excuse me.

What are you doing?

- I can't believe...
- What can't you believe?

Can't I live my life however I want?
With whomever I want?

You're not deciding how to live your life.

You're deciding how to die.

Well, I have a right even to that.

I have a right to choose
how to live or how to die.

I don't care about the consequences.

Íñigo.

We must keep pressuring Montaño.

- My contacts at the prosecutor's...
- Stop, Leo. Enough.

I'm just trying...

You're trying to get even with Darío,

and that's not my problem.

Nothing I do can bring Julieta back.

I understand.

- But you can't let that...
- I'm devastated.

I can't take it anymore.

I don't want revenge.

I just want them
to let me bury my daughter,

get out of here,

and forget about
this fucking shit, damn it.

Mom!

Alma?

Alma, are you presentable?

Mom?

Darío Guerra Andrade is the son
of a renowned attorney

named Alberto Guerra Macías.

He died of a heart attack in 2008.

His mother is Lucero Andrade, a housewife

and well-known socialite
who lives in Paris.

What do you think about that information?

We're investigating
the wrong Darío Guerra.

Okay. You had your chance
to tell your story.

Now let me tell you mine.

What is that?

I have my secrets too.

Darío Guerra is the son
of Antonio Guerra Valladares,

a mechanic from Teopanzolco, Cuernavaca.

The same man that brutally killed
that five-year-old girl.

Now you're devoted to doing good?

How may I help you?

I want to know everything about Darío.

Get out of here, bastard!

- Zoe.
- Get out!

- Calm down.
- Let me go, bastard!

I want you out of my mom's house.

I'm not doing anything.

I don't want you near my mom,
son of a bitch!

- Give me that.
- Let me go!

Let me go!

- Let me go, bastard!
- Breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Have you thought about
what would have happened

if you had agreed to be my girlfriend
on that New Year's Eve in 1995?

What would have happened
if you had chosen me over Leonardo?

That New Year's Eve,

when you came and told me

that you were dating my brother,

I met a woman.

Are you a friend of Alma's?

No.

I came with somebody

who came with somebody that...

Yes, he is her friend.

That woman was married,

enraged, and in need of love,

just like me.

Apparently, the New Year is smiling on me.

What's your name again?

Her name was Lucinda.

Yes, the same Lucinda you're thinking of.

The one that was married to that mechanic
from Teopanzolco, Morelos.

Do you understand this whole mess now?

What are you trying to say?
That you're Darío's dad?

What do you do?

Right now,

I'm trying to renew my life.

Approximately nine months later,
she gave birth.

And, well,
Lucinda was never a stable woman.

After giving birth,
she had an awful postpartum depression

that, unfortunately, resulted in a tragedy

that you and I know very well.

And the baby?

She drowned it.

She took it in her hands,
and she drowned it.

Later on, I met a Brazilian doctor.

- His name was Edson Arantes.
- Give me a break.

Luckily, she had kept
some of the baby's hair,

and with the doctor's help and some luck,
we cloned the offspring of our love.

You are an idiot, Esteban.

That's how we recovered Darío.
Him, and his hundreds of clones.

There must be thousands now.

Is that meant to be funny? Should I laugh?

Come on, a bit of humor won't hurt you.

Why the hell were you at the hotel
the night Julieta died?

Any news, Jiménez?

Apparently, Guerra's alibi is real.

He spent the whole night
in the hotel room with his lawyer.

And then, look.

Here is his father-in-law

coming out of the elevator

at 10:48 and into the lobby bar.

Hold on. Freeze the image.

Ma'am. The victim's father
wants to talk to you.

I don't believe you, Esteban.

You have too many unsolved issues

for this to be a coincidence.

I answered all of your questions.

Can I go back to what I was doing?

What you're doing is bullshitting me!

I want the truth.

The truth is that nobody can help others
escape from themselves.

Or from their own desires.

I'm working on it,

and I suggest that you do the same.

- Mr. Lazcano.
- Ma'am.

Please.

How's the investigation going?

Do you have anything concrete
against Darío or another suspect?

Not yet.

But we're...

Then I'd like to have my daughter's body.

To bury it.

I understand your urgency, Mr. Lazcano,
and I need you to be patient.

We're reviewing
all the activity at the hotel

before and after the incident.

The next several hours can reveal

lines of investigation
we hadn't considered.

Do you have anything solid?

Any evidence that makes you think
she was murdered?

I think we have the elements
to establish a homicide.