All language subtitles for Dark Desire - 02x11 - Who the Are You Really.NF.WEBRip.x264-TEPES ION10.

I gave him a strong sedative
to help him sleep.

That's for the best. It was awful.

Luckily, we were close
and we were able to bring him home.

Sorry for insisting, but it would be best
to take him to a clinic.

But you said it wasn't serious.

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I said the bullet didn't seem
to have punctured any vital organs.

But he could have fractures or injuries.

Miguel,

you know about Alberto's phobias
better than anyone.

Imagine, he'll go crazy if he wakes up
and he's in a hospital.

Well, yes, but he can't stay here.
What's best...

No. What's best for him is to be here,
at home, in his bed, with his wife.

Tell me how to take care of him,
and I'll do it.

Darío.

This is Doctor Miguel Garrido.
He's here to help us.

Darío, are you okay?

I'm going to kill you, motherfucker!

Stop, motherfucker!

Darío!

No!

He's still in shock.

You were very lucky
that nothing happened to you.

And from what your mom said,
you acted like a hero.

Not everyone has the courage you had

to defend and save your father
during an armed robbery.

Get up!

After everything I did for you.

Is this how you repay me?

Alberto is not my father.

Darío is not my son.

I married his uncle, which is different.

But I never saw him as a son.

In fact, I hadn't seen him again
since Alberto died.

How about Darío?

Why is he here?

Why did he lock you up?

Because he's obsessive.

Lys is my adoptive mother.

That's great!
That makes me feel so relieved.

She was your accomplice, right?

- That's why I'm afraid.
- Afraid of what, Lys?

Of him involving me
in his girlfriend's death.

Why would he do that?

Because he's a psychopath.

- Alma, let's leave.
- Don't touch me, liar.

- It's the truth.
- Let me go!

What truth? That you didn't know
Alberto Guerra? That he wasn't your uncle?

When you actually lived with him,
celebrated his birthdays,

and even shared the same woman?

So, you took the video, right?

Alma Quintana is here.
I need a patrol car, urgently.

Ramos is by herself. Send the closest unit
to Río de Janeiro Square.

Alma Solares is there.

Fuck!

That's why I called you. I need your help.

Not only because you're
one of the best lawyers in the country,

but because right now I think that

you're the only friend I have here.

- Have you been lovers this whole time?
- What? That was years ago.

Now I know where you get money
for new clothes,

- for private jets, for passports.
- She's never given me a fucking peso.

I'm sure she's the one who stole my money.

Alma Quintana?

What's wrong?

- You must come with us.
- Perfect.

- Let's go to the station to clear this up.
- Officer, wait!

Why are you here?

I am her lawyer.

May I see the arrest warrant?

The lady agreed to come with us.

- Don't interfere, Leonardo.
- You're crazy.

Let me come with you.

- You're not going anywhere.
- Let me go.

Leonardo Solares
and the woman from the airport are here.

I need instructions.

Why the hell did everyone decide
to go to that woman's home?

Bring them in.
I want to interrogate them all.

Damn it, Alma.

Sergio?

- Nice to meet you. I'm Chief Solares.
- Hi.

Sergio Millán, at your service.

- Nice to meet you.
- You wanted to see me?

I thought you had finished
all your inquiries at the hotel.

Unfortunately, we still have
lots of work to do.

I need a list of all the security staff

that was on duty the night
that Julieta Lazcano died.

I'd particularly like to talk

to the person in charge
of the security camera room.

Can you help me?

Prosecutor Montaño has that information.

She even spoke with...

I don't want to have to ask
Prosecutor Montaño

to come speak with you in person.

Can you do me this small favor?

- Gerardo Carvajal was there that night.
- Okay. Bring him in.

I need to talk to him.

Today is his day off.

- But I can give you his number.
- Yes, please.

Hold on.

Hi.

What's up?

What's that?

Another report on Julieta Lazcano?

Yes.

They found a serum sample

and had a GGT test done.

But where did you get that report?

Did you go to the morgue?

No.

I told you this morning.
Esteban gave it to me, damn it.

Where would Esteban get a report...

Karina, you keep pestering me.
I have no fucking clue.

Alma didn't want to escape.
I convinced her to leave.

They hit Darío and tried to kidnap me,

but, luckily, I was able to escape.

Escape?

From what? I was trying
to go back to Paris

to take care of an unexpected matter.

- Do you know who it was?
- I have no clue.

They were masked.

If you want to know who kidnapped me,
it's your job to investigate, not mine.

It wouldn't surprise me
that you, with your contacts,

organized a rescue operation
with fake police officers.

Please, Montaño.

I was there with you.

Don't try to push on me

your awful coordination
with the State of Mexico Police.

I contacted Lys because I thought
she was involved in Alma's disappearance.

I came to Mexico
to finalize the sale of my apartment.

You can verify that.

Now it's under the name of Ernesto García.

I'm sure Lys joined the support group
as part of a preconceived plan.

I met Alma at the support group we attend.

I learned
of Julieta Lazcano's death through her.

Mrs. Antoine.

You mean Lucero Andrade?

That's right.

Lys came looking for me
to try to help Alma.

That's it.

I have nothing to hide.

The only thing that's clear
is that a charge against me is being built

based on circumstantial evidence.

Or do you have solid evidence?

You gave me the cell phone
with the video that incriminated her.

Yes.

I told you. It was a mistake.

No one can base
the results of an investigation

obtained from cell phone data
because anyone can alter the information.

I was never at that hotel.

That night, I dined with friends
at a neighbor's house.

Berta Rangel.

Her apartment is in front of mine.

Can you explain
why you had these blueprints?

- They were in your apartment.
- You tell me.

I've never seen them before.

Or are my fingerprints there?

- No, but...
- But what?

Don't you think
someone could have planted them?

Bug!

- Hi.
- I'm glad to see you.

How are you?

Your mom was found.

What?

Where is she?

Relax. She's fine.
She was with me these days.

But now she's at the station.

Why? Was she detained?

They're interrogating her,
Darío and some others.

- I...
- What's happening?

I really hope this gets resolved soon.

I know you must have a thousand questions.

Sorry for not calling before,
for keeping you

waiting, but I really had
a lot of things going on.

It's okay.

- Can we talk later? I have to get home.
- Yes, don't worry, go.

Let me know.

May I borrow your car one more day?

- Yes, take it. You have the keys, right?
- Yes.

- Sorry.
- Go ahead then.

Come here.

- Let me know.
- Yes, I will.

Yes!

Karina.

You lied to me.

You obviously didn't see your uncle
or have dinner with him.

You saw Mauricio.

He gave you the report
you were reading, right?

Well, yes.

Okay.

You don't realize, right?

That's proof
that someone is pretending to be me.

He took my inheritance
and could be behind Julieta's death.

An impostor.

He's an impostor.

I saw him going into Dario's room
a day before Julieta's phone was found.

Did you see him clearly?

Can you be sure it wasn't Darío?

Don't get confused, Montaño.

Darío Guerra is manipulating you
to incriminate Alma.

Alma's only mistake
was being with me that night.

But I have no doubts about her innocence.

Alma could have

a psychological problem like all women

who attend these support groups,
including myself.

But between that
and being a murderer, well...

I should open an investigation
against you and your officers.

Is that a threat?

There's no guarantee
you didn't plant evidence against me

to have a scapegoat

and make a good impression.

Why don't you focus instead
on investigating Darío, that sociopath,

instead of wasting time
in these stupid interrogations?

Look, prosecutor.

That's enough questions.

I am a French citizen,

and I won't say anything

unless I'm with a lawyer from my embassy.

If you want to issue an arrest warrant
against me based on nothing, go ahead.

Here I am.

But let me tell you something.

You'll make a fool of yourself.

Or even worse, you could lose your job.

But you know what?

If you do it, you'll miss the opportunity

of finding out who the actual killer is.

Ma'am!

How did the interrogation go?

Get me the Sacramento call log.

Julieta Lazcano's?

Which other, Mendoza?

- But you said you didn't need it.
- I don't give a shit. Bring it now.

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Did you want to see me?

Come in. Close the door.

So, what?

Will we keep grilling them?

I want you to see this.

It's the call log sent from Sacramento.

Yes. It's Julieta Lazcano's cell phone.

There is just one call made
from Julieta's phone to Alma's.

That's not odd. It matches
what she said in the interrogation.

Exactly.

But look at this other number.

- It's repeated many times.
- See?

The log shows
many calls and messages during those days.

Even the night of the murder.

So what?

It's weird that the number
isn't in the memory

of Julieta's phone found at the hotel.

What do you mean?

It was deleted.

The phone was tampered with.

Which means that,

as much as I hate to admit it,

Alma Quintana is right about this.

We don't really have evidence against her.

What are we going to do?

We'll release them.

We'll use a court order

so they can't leave the city
during the investigation.

We'll be watching them.

Including Alma Quintana.

Especially her.

I need a list of the security staff

that was on duty
the night Julieta Lazcano died.

I'd like to talk to the person in charge
of the security camera room.

Can you help me?

Well, Gerardo Carvajal
was there that night.

Okay. Bring him in.

I need to talk to him.

I can give you his number.

Hi, Berta, how are you?
I need to ask you a favor.

You finally turn up!
Didn't you get my messages?

What was the name?

No, I won't travel. I can't.

But you know what?

I think you should leave the city
for a few days.

No, wait.

Before that, I need you to do something.

Nothing?

No.

Apparently,

there are no microphones or cameras.

But if I were you,
I wouldn't be too confident.

I also advise you

to not contact Darío.

I hadn't planned on it, believe me.

Alma, this is very serious.

They'll be watching you.

They might try to tap your phone.

Did you do that with your suspects
or did you just plant evidence?

I'm just here to help you.

Yes, I know. I am sorry.

Does Zoe know you are here?

Yes, while you were checking the bedroom,

I asked her to come tomorrow.

Be very careful what you tell her.

Alma...

I want to confess something to you.

What?

When Íñigo invited me
to his daughter's wedding,

before knowing
who the groom was, of course,

I was thinking

of asking you to come with me.

I wanted to try again.

No, Leonardo.

Please.

I understand.

Do you need anything else?

No, thank you.

Do you want to stay here
or are you going to Karina's place?

I don't know.

I have lots to think about.

In the name of God.

Bug, I owe you an apology.

I got you in trouble.

No, it's not your fault.

I lied.

Okay.

What's going on with you?

Look, Bug,

I don't know what shit you're in,
I don't want to know,

but I hope you do.

Everything I'm doing
is to protect your mom.

I don't want to know why.

Okay?

I just hope you know

what you're doing.

Bug...

Not anymore, dude.

Hi.

Karina, right?

I don't know if you remember me.
I'm Mauricio, Zoe's friend.

Yes, I remember perfectly well.

- Is she here?
- No.

Do you know if she'll be back soon?

I have some information she wanted.
Since I was nearby...

You don't know, right?

Know what?

Zoe is my girlfriend.

We live together. I'm not her roomie.
We're lesbians.

No, I didn't know.

I thought not.

I'm just telling you
so that you can stop wasting your time.

Have a good night.

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"My games with Lys have gone too far."

- Fuck!
- I'm sorry.

- You scared me.
- Sorry, love.

How did you get in?

What do you mean?
With the keys. We live together.

But you can't be here.

- Plus, they're watching us.
- So?

Is it a crime
to come see the person I'm with?

We're not together
and you don't live here. Please leave.

- What?
- Don't touch me.

- What's wrong?
- Don't touch me.

Calm down.

- Don't treat me like this.
- Calm down, love.

Come on, don't yell.
They can hear us, they're outside.

Okay?

Good.

Don't touch me or I'll call the police!

You had everything planned, right?

That's why you contacted me.

Fucking whore!

Let me go! Don't touch me!

No! Let me go, damn it!

No!

The analysis shows that's not
the original audio for the video.

It was superimposed.

It's been fucking doctored.

I need you to go back to the hotel.

I want to know
how that phone appeared, who found it.

Tell Mendoza to go to Toluca.

He can't come back until we have something

about that fake operation
in which Alma was taken.

Okay.

- Meanwhile, you...
- Goodnight, Jiménez.

Can I help?

It was you.

It was you, right?

The operation,

Alma's kidnapping...

Are you going to arrest me
for obstruction and identity theft?

- Damn you, Esteban.
- Or do you want us to solve this case?

Fuck you!

Okay. Where do I set up?

No, please.
Don't play the victim again, Darío.

Don't talk about what you don't know.
I was Lys and Alberto's victim.

I don't understand.
What do you want me to believe?

That you were forced
to fuck your stepmother, or what?

That happened because I was a kid.

I was underage and that woman...

- That woman abused me.
- No more details.

- The video I saw is enough.
- They made that video.

- Alma, you don't know how evil...
- Yes, sure.

...and how sick they were with me.

Lys and Alberto adopted me because
they wanted to steal my inheritance.

But it wasn't enough for them, Alma.

They toyed with me in a cruel way.

They abused me in every way,
and when Alberto died, Lys...

Why didn't you tell me this before?

Because I was ashamed.

And because I didn't want you to hear

what that motherfucker did.

He recorded me,

and he watched us

while we fucked
because he was fucking sick.

That's why, because he was fucking sick.

Stop it. That's too intense for me.

I need you to help me
heal from all this, Alma, please.

That's why I'm telling you this,
because you're the only one I trust.

I love you and I need us to be okay.
Please, love, please.

- I can't, damn it! I can't help you.
- Yes, you can.

- You need psychiatric help.
- You can! No!

Fuck! Stop it, damn it!

Stop!

Please understand.

No.

Please, I need you to leave, okay?

Please leave.

Fuck.

Íñigo.

We need to talk about what happened when

Alberto died.

Are you sure you can do it?

You said every 12 hours.

I set up an IV because it's easier
to give him medications like that.

But if you prefer,
I can call an excellent nurse

- to come and give...
- No.

He's more comfortable with me
than with a nurse.

Okay.

Since he has hypertension,
we must be very careful.

It's a very powerful anti-inflammatory.

If we're not careful with the dose,
it can be very risky.

Good evening, Moni.

Yes, I know it's very late.

I'd like to see
if I can talk to you tomorrow.

I don't want to attend the support group.
I'd rather see you alone.

Can you give me an appointment
tomorrow morning?

It's important.

Hold on. Don't hang up.

Stay here, just in case.

Darío, I was just talking to...

Alma, what's going on? Are you okay?

Alma!