All language subtitles for Pálpito - 02x01.en

Valeria Duque, 36. Musician.
Married, with two children.

Marathon runner.

- That one.
- Congratulations.

You just picked out
a terrific heart for your wife.

Where are you taking me? No!

No!

Valeria!

They found you a donor.

When I began writing this story,
I had a different heart.

But I didn't really know
what a new heart would mean for me.

Come on.

You learn to live
with a stranger's heart inside you.

Something's bothering me.

There's a guest inside my body,

and I don't know them.

Do you ever think about
who was given Mom's heart?

Yes. That's all I do.

- You know who she is?
- She was my wife.

Valeria was murdered.

They took out her heart
and sold it to some assholes

who needed a transplant
for someone who wanted to live.

I know who my donor was.

It was Valeria Duque.

I became a murderer
to save the woman I love!

You killed an innocent woman! My God!

A healthy, living woman!

I did it for you.

The day I met you,

life started finally making sense.

I was terrified to know you would die
just because they couldn't find a donor!

I'm terrified to think that
what I feel for Simón isn't me, it's her.

Valeria.

Why were you unfaithful to me
when all I've ever done

is respect you, adore you,
and get blood on my hands for you?

Maybe I'm not the one
who slept with him, but her.

You had heart surgery?

Answer me. Is that a transplant?

Hey!

You killed my wife, took her heart,
and transplanted it to Camila!

I came to give a statement
regarding my heart transplant.

You're going to jail.

There's no better insurance than power.

Candidate Braulio Cárdenas
has won the presidential election.

If he did this out of love,
I can't imagine what he'd do out of hate.

The same way you can't remove that heart,
you can't remove me from your life.

What did they do to Camila?

Camila!

Ms. Juana Márquez, have a great trip.

I've told you before.
We see everything and we know everything.

ISTANBUL, TÜRKIYE

HEARTBEAT

It can't be.

Eva, Zacarías found me.

Are you sure?

This guy had my picture.

I'm sure he was looking for me.

Zacarías hired this guy, I'm sure.

That's not possible.

Zacarías found out I faked my own death,
that it was all a lie.

I'm calling the police.

Absolutely not.

You just killed a guy.

Do you want
to spend the rest of your life in jail?

So then tell me what to do!

What do I do?
There's a dead man in my house.

First, calm down.

Get rid of the body.

Eva, I can't do that.

I won't do that.

I just left the meeting.
I'll be there in an hour.

Wait, Eva. Eva!

We just leave him here?

Shouldn't we at least bury him?

We have to go.

You need to leave the country now.

If Zacarías found me this far away...

he'll search for me everywhere.

You need to listen to me now.
Go to Mexico.

Lorena Williams is there.

She's opening your exhibit.

- Mexico?
- Yes.

At a time like this,
are you worrying about running into Simón?

It's not that.

It's not that. It's just...
I never show up for my exhibits.

Get it into your head, Camila.

You killed a man.

You need to run.

Stop staring at the police officers.

Zacarías will make me pay dearly
for faking my own death.

Relax, my friend. Okay? Relax.

Do you know who he is right now?

He's the President of Colombia's
right-hand man.

They'll search you. You look like
you swallowed 20 bags of coke.

- I killed a man.
- It was self-defense.

Listen, be honest.

That woman, Lorena Williams,

do you trust her?

Absolutely.

I told her that Wolf should remain
as the photographer.

That pseudonym protects you.

Camila Duarte does not exist.

I wish you could come.

Relax.

Zacarías is in Colombia.

I'm not sure Mexico
is the right place for me.

Why don't you find Simón
while you're at it?

It's time.

You two belong together.

Things between us have been so hard.

I don't think we deserve a happy ending.

Don't say that.

Thanks for everything.

Thank you.

For a whole year,
I moved from place to place.

Different houses, changed my look,
moved to different countries.

To many people, Camila was dead.

But I was running

from a man who loved me so much

that he became a killer to save my life.

Now he hates me so much
that he won't stop until he destroys me.

In a sense, Camila Duarte is dead.

Because a woman who gets a new heart
will never be the same.

Valeria Duque lives inside me.

All this time,
we've been coexisting with the certainty

that we love the same man.

I tried to get over Simón.

I fell off the face of the earth.
I became a ghost, and now

that hell is back.

ZACARÍAS CIENFUEGOS,
THE BRAIN BEHIND CÁRDENAS' PRESIDENCY.

CIENFUEGOS, ONE OF THE MOST RENOWNED
POLITICAL ADVISORS IN LATIN AMERICA

CIENFUEGOS REFUSES TO DISCUSS
HIS WIFE'S MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE

MEXICO CITY, MEXICO

Enough. Please stop.

You'll kill me.

I have a family and two children.
Please stop, I beg you.

Please.

Cut! We got it!

Good work, guys. Take 15 minutes.

Sorry, can I have a second?

This is my third shoot with you guys,
and I always get killed off.

I was wondering if there might be
a more long-term project

or a more principal character.

I owe three months' rent,
and money is tight right now.

Talk to the producer.

Don't make that face.

I can't wait to see you, baby.

Me too, love. I miss you so much.

You have no idea.

Look, somebody wants to say hi.

Say hi, Polo.

Hey, Samantha!

- Hi, Polo.
- Hey, gorgeous!

Baby.

I don't feel too well today.

Why? What is it?

I don't know.

I probably miss you too much.

I also miss you a lot.

And I know we'll see each other soon.

I promise.

I'm glad you're optimistic.

But remember that you are in Bogotá.

And I'm here in Mexico.

And we're both broke.

Right, but

giving up is not an option, honey.

So the minute I'm no longer broke,
I'll come and visit you.

Hi!

I have to go. Don't forget me.

Don't replace me. I love you.

I want a virtual kiss.

Good.

I love you.

Bye, I love you.

- Hi, Dad. How are you?
- Good, and you?

- Hi, Dad.
- Good.

Hey, Dad. Did you bring me the gummies?

"I didn't have enough money."

Right.

- Thanks, Dad.
- You're welcome.

Let's work on double-digit multiplication.

Tamayo.

Your time and my patience have run out.
I want my apartment.

- Sorry?
- You're moving out, asshole.

I want my apartment now.

I said I'd pay at the end of the month.

I have tenants who pay a year in advance.

You can't kick me out. I have kids.

- I said I'd pay.
- Get out, or we'll make you.

We'll put your shit in storage.

You have a week to get it out,
or I'll throw it all away.

You have two hours.

They call me the Tropical Storm

Because

I'll rain down on anyone

I ask for forgiveness

Never for permission

It might be hard to believe

I'm a soul with no commitments

I sing my songs to life

I sing for Celia

When she yelled, "Azúcar"

She'd make anyone dance

I come in peace

But I'll wage war if I have to

They call me Nicky

Nicky Guerra

I have rhythm
I have soul

I have all the answers
I know it all

They call me Nicky

Nicky Guerra

From the land of the drum
And the beat

You bring the joy
I'll bring the heat

They call me Nicky

Nicky Guerra

I say whatever I want

However I want
Whenever I want

Thanks.

Thanks.

Nicky Guerra.

- The Tropical Storm!
- Yes.

Every time I come here,
it takes my mind off things.

Don't give me that.
Have you seen the time?

Emilio said he'd fire you
if you were late again.

- He always says that.
- Come on.

There you go.

The boss doesn't care
about your shitty life.

I had a rough couple of days.

Yes, I know.

It's a new country,

a new life,

and you don't know anyone.

I've heard the same tale for a year.

- But here, you cook...
- The landlord kicked us out.

Samantha and Lucas are waiting in the car.
We have nowhere to go.

- What?
- Yes.

Shit.

Stay at my place.

All right, we'll look
for another place later.

Don't worry. We'll talk later.

Gosh, blondie.

When will you come back to life?

I think somebody bribed Lady Luck
to never be on my side.

- Do you believe in witchcraft?
- No.

What a shame. I know a great witch.

- Pillows.
- Thanks.

Some sheets, towels.

Sorry, I never have guests.

Sorry to bother you, godmother.
You're the best, thanks.

You could never bother me.

- Go.
- Come help.

Get the suitcase.

And you get the couch.

- That one?
- Yes.

- Like when I slept over at your house.
- Yes.

All right.

My mom used to say... Remember?

She said we'd never finish school.

Remember everyone used to say

that it was crazy
to study acting and singing?

Well, here we both are,
proving them right.

Cheers.

- To them.
- Cheers.

It's good, right?

How long has it been since Valeria died?

A year and a half.

Do you miss her?

Yes. Sometimes I get
a weird feeling, as if...

I don't know.
It's as if she was here with us.

What about Camila? Do you miss her?

I do. A lot.

In life, I think
we all get one star-crossed lover.

Camila is mine.

I do miss her,
and I would love to see her.

Our relationship was beautiful

but also very tempestuous.

Jeez, blondie.

Soon everything is going to be okay.

I hope so.

Even bad luck has an expiration date.

And when things are bad, we drink mescal.

When things are good too.

WOLF
BORROWED LIVES

Are you sure
you can't just put me to sleep?

I want to go to sleep and wake up
when the past becomes a thing of the past.

You always say that, Samantha.

You need to learn
to see yourself from the outside.

You wake up, face life,

work, and study.

Yes, but I do it for my dad.

And to not be riddled with guilt.

You know how much I hate
working at the salon.

It's awful.

I do like doing deliveries though.

When I'm on my bike, I stop thinking.

Although...

Life can change,
even when you're delivering a pizza.

Your past was awful,

but it's just that, the past.

Want to know about the present?

Yesterday we were evicted
from our apartment.

Now we're here,
crashing at my godmother's place.

I don't think
I'll continue these sessions.

Mental health is a luxury I cannot afford.

No, I won't abandon you now.

Depression is a serious subject.

I need you to take the pills I sent you.

I promise you'll be okay.

Everyone will be so shocked
to find out that the famous Wolf

is a woman.

Nobody can know.

Those were the terms.
No interviews and no pictures.

I'll show up to the exhibit,
but only as a guest.

It would be rude of me not to acknowledge
the person who made this all possible.

Ms. Williams is a huge fan of your work.

Of course I'd like to meet her and say hi.
I'm really thankful to her.

But only she can know, please.

Of course.

I am the best around here

Hi!

My voice...

Hello.

Wow, the Tropical Storm
is chopping tomatoes.

That's right.

How are you?

Don't, it's not ready yet.

I'm great, as usual.

Better than most.

I was looking for apartments.

Rent isn't expensive but also not cheap.
I think I can swing it.

Relax, blondie. Okay?

I know my place is small.

Eventually, we'll all be
at each other's throats.

We'll deal with it then.

- Look, why don't we... Stop.
- Wait.

Watch the stew.
I need to go find my charger.

- Your battery is dead.
- Yes.

WOLF
BORROWED LIVES

I should become a psychic.

I predicted this would be a hit, and look.

Ms. Williams is here.

She asked to see you.

Go.

Go and take in your success.

Even if it's anonymously.

Every artist needs that, right?

Go.

Jeez.

These must be expensive.

I don't know. My shrink got me a discount.

She sends the prescription,
and I buy them.

So, how is it?
How do you like your online therapy?

I mostly do it to please my dad.

I don't like delving into the past
with all that happened.

Then come with me.

I'm going to get my medicine.

Let's go.

Brilliant.

Sensitive.

Original.

Thanks for gifting us your art, Wolf.

Thank you for making this exhibit possible
with such short notice.

That's what I do.

I make the impossible happen.

Though there are things
not even money can make possible.

Like what?

Like changing your mind
about being anonymous.

I won't try to convince you
to reveal yourself.

I get that the mystery
is part of your identity as an artist.

Thanks.

But I will ask you
to come to a gathering with me later.

A petit comité.

There'll be influential people
who can help your career.

Other artists,
gallery owners, art critics.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Yes, I'm fine.

Simón.

Long time no see.

When I saw you, I thought I'd faint.

How did you find me?

You once said,

"I love wolves.
They have the same habit as me."

Howling at the moon.

You said if you ever used a pseudonym,
it would be that one.

"Wolf."

And...

the city is covered in signs.

I'm shaking.

That makes two of us.

What happened was crazy, right?

You look beautiful.

You too.

I thought about you day and night.

Don't say that.

Samantha?

And Lucas? How are they?

Fine. Well...

As fine as they can be but getting better.

What about you?

I lived my life under a different name.

But I was scared to death.

You know how it is.

I tried to write to you

a thousand times,
but an invisible hand stopped me.

I tried to write to you
a thousand times too.

- I never wanted to break our promise.
- Distance, time, and silence.

In order to heal.

And your heart?

How is it?

This heart belongs to you.

You know that.

For many reasons.

Your friend is late.

Don't worry, dude. Relax.

He said he'd be here.

All right.

You want some?

- What happened, man?
- I'm here now.

- You brought the money?
- You brought the stuff?

Of course. Show me.

You raised the price.

Quickly.

- Run!
- Go!

Police! Stop!

Fuck.

Get in!

- Stop!
- Go!

- Simón.
- Come here.

Come on.

I can't believe it.

You're here now.

Hey, look at me.

With me.

I love you.

There are people outside.

Let them drink champagne.

Come here.

- Hey.
- What?

I don't want to lose you.

I couldn't stand it, Simón.

Samantha!

Samantha!

Nicky!

- What is it?
- Samantha.

- What happened?
- I don't know.

Samantha!

Sammy?

Bellissima.

Which is your favorite?

- My favorite picture?
- Yes, which one?

- This one. Where did you take it?
- Istanbul.

Excuse me. Ms. Williams is waiting.

Tell her I'm coming.

- Of course. Excuse me.
- Thanks.

The woman who financed the exhibit
is having a get-together at her house.

- I have to go.
- Don't worry.

It's okay. No problem.

Come with me.

Really?

I won't bother you?

The only thing that bothers me, Mr. Simón,
is not having you around.

Let's go.

- Really?
- Yes.

Sorry.

It's Lucas.

Hi, Lucas. What?

What happened?

All right, listen. Is Nicky home?

I'll be right there.

What happened?

Samantha fainted.

How come? Is she sick?

No, but she hasn't been feeling well
for a few months.

- Go see her.
- Really?

If you're up to it later,
I'll wait for you there.

- Okay.
- I'll send you the location.

I can't believe it.

Me neither.

Go.

Nicky.

- Is everything okay?
- Yes, relax. She's better.

- I gave her soup, and she's resting.
- Okay.

- Dad.
- I'll watch her.

- Thank you.
- No worries.

Hi, Dad.

How are you?

I feel better.

You do?

Yes. Nicky overreacted.

I think I fainted
because I hadn't eaten much.

I didn't have a lot for breakfast.

- What?
- Drugs again?

What? No.

I'm not asking.
I'm saying it won't help you.

I'm not doing drugs.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

I only take the pills
the doctor prescribed.

Maybe it was a side effect
of the medication.

- It's so hard to forget.
- I know.

But you'll get better.

- Lucas!
- I'm coming!

- Hi, squirt.
- How are you?

Come, sit down.

I wanted to tell you I ran into someone.

Who?

Camila.

You saw Camila?

Why didn't she come? You didn't bring her?

Camila was hosting an exhibit.

We ran into each other,

and she invited me to an event right now.

Why didn't you go?

Because you called me
and told me about Samantha...

- I'm just fine, Dad.
- She's fine.

- You should go see Camila.
- You have to.

Hold on.

Hi, Simón.

How is Samantha doing?

I hope it isn't serious,
and you can come later.

Say hi to them.

LOCATION

How sweet. You should go.

- Seriously.
- You sure?

- Yes, go now.
- She's fine.

Yes, I'm just fine.

- I love you.
- Bye, Dad.

- Send her our love.
- Have fun.

Thanks.

Camila!

Come on in.

From today on,
your life will be quite different.

Fernando and Dominic
own an art gallery in Madrid.

Pleasure.

The famous Wolf turned out to be a woman.

I really look forward to working with you.

Enjoy your success.

Thanks.

Thank you.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Hello.

- What's up?
- All good.

You are Mr. Simón Duque, right?

- Yes.
- They're waiting for you. Welcome.

Thanks. I appreciate it.

Excuse me.

Welcome, Mr. Duque.

Hi, I'm here for...

Camila will see you shortly.

- Want a drink?
- No, thanks.

- Welcome.
- Excuse me.

What's up, Checo?

Long time no see, asshole.

You look like you've seen a ghost,
but it's just me, asshole.

You move to my country without telling me?

Not even a WhatsApp message.
We're friends, right?

Let me through.

Careful.

- Don't even try it.
- What's up, man?

Don't even try it

because Saturno and Garabato here
are faster than a bullet.

Want some?

Move! Come on!

Calm down, dude!

Stop that shit.

Mariachi was clear.
He wants him in one piece.

Next time, I put a bullet in his head.

Simón, where are you?
It's weird you're not here yet.

People here are so boring.

I miss you. I want to see you.

Don't cry, Checo. Don't be a sissy.

It was just a soft punch, man.

Someone wants to see you.

Let's go.

Come on.

Eva?

What are you doing here?

Welcome to Mexico.

Somebody is dying to see you.

You look great for someone
who's been dead a year,

wifey.

I knew you'd be as excited as I am.

Congrats on the exhibit,

Wolf.

It was all planned
from the very beginning.

Every single minute.