All language subtitles for Pálpito - 02x03

What you're saying makes no sense.

It's absurd, Zacarías.

The first reaction is always denial.

It's a classic defense mechanism.
Acceptance comes next.

And finally, the urge to save her.

I know every step of the journey.

I went through it with Camila.

- I can give you some advice.
- Is that right?

You haven't damaged my daughter's heart.

Take her to a cardiologist.

You'll be surprised.

What do you mean?

Samantha helped us a lot

by taking her pills with such diligence.

The psychiatrist?

Felicia Montalvo.

A wonderful physician.

Your daughter was right to see her.

Mental health is paramount.

This is a problem between you and me.

Don't bring Samantha into it, asshole.

Now you'll understand
why those things happened with your wife.

But it would be unfair to make you
go through this so far from home.

You'll return to Colombia tomorrow.

Who the fuck do you think you are
to tell me what to do?

There are great heart surgeons in Bogotá.

I can give you a referral...

Are you crazy, motherfucker?

If you don't return to Colombia tomorrow,

your dad's pizzeria
will accidentally catch fire

with him inside.

Your in-laws will die
in a tragic accident.

Cartagena is very dangerous.

Stop! That's enough, man!

What?

Today your life is changed forever.

When you leave here,

there'll only be one thing
on your mind haunting you.

"How am I going to save my daughter?"

"How will I save her? How?"

"How far am I willing to go?"

And then

you'll know what hell is.

If you're telling the truth,
I'll kill you, asshole.

See?

The look on your face
is the same desperate look I had

when the doctors told me Camila would die

unless I got her a healthy heart.

I see it.

Stop it, man!

Stop, or I'll fucking kill you!

Don't move.

The countdown just started, Simón.

All the sleepless nights...

all the helplessness.

Now you'll understand.

But be careful.

I don't want your forgiveness.

I want you to step into my shoes...

and walk the same path.

Make sure they return to Colombia.

- Should I bring your wife, Bigshot?
- No.

Let her go back with him.

Let her have a front-row seat
to his desperation

so that she may remember

and experience mine.

Have a safe trip.

THE MARKED HEART

Samantha, what's wrong?

Are you okay?

Dad, you're here!

What happened?

What's wrong?

- What did they do?
- How are you?

Fine.

How did it go?

Are those thugs gone?

They won't bother us again.

What did Zacarías say? Tell me.

- I'll tell you later.
- I want to know too.

Give me the pills your shrink gave you.

- Why do you...
- Give me those pills right now!

You won't take any more of these.

Okay?

Pack your stuff. We're leaving Mexico.

- What?
- Pack your stuff!

I'll go help.

Wait, what happened?

You're leaving so suddenly?

Not only me.
You're coming with us to Colombia.

What?

Simón, I have my home,
my work, my audience.

Do you not get you're part of it now?

- I swore I'd never return to Colombia...
- And I swear I'll keep you safe!

- What can they do?
- Whatever they want!

A woman named Karla
wisely decided to help me.

You know what happened?

I won't let anything happen to you.

I don't get how someone
can damage a person's heart.

It's just absurd.

Apparently, it was the psychiatrist.

It seems that they've been feeding her
those fucking pills for months.

They damaged her heart,
hence the fainting.

Maybe it lowered her defenses.
But damaging her heart?

That makes no sense.

I did some research online.
Medically, it's possible.

You know what Zacarías is like.

He's an expert
at getting into people's heads.

He's driving you crazy, Simón.

Look at me.

Why would Zacarías do something so evil?

- He wants me to experience what he did.
- What?

We leave tomorrow.

I'll find a cardiologist, an expert,
to do some tests on Samantha.

I can't believe she's sick.

No, she's not sick.

She's fine.

Look at me.

Samantha is okay.

All right?

Where are we going?

Colombia.

Right into the lion's den?

Do you know what your husband said?

He said he'd burn down the trattoria
with my father inside

and murder my kids' aunt and uncle.

I don't want anyone else to get hurt.

I can't believe we're going through this.

Why?

I guess Colombia won't be that bad.

We used to live there. I have my house.

I can find a doctor.
Your mom is there, Camila.

My mother?

Your mother is the president's wife.

Don't you get you're still in danger?

My mother thinks I'm dead, Simón.

I don't know
that I can face her right now.

I'm not forcing you to go.

I'm just trying
to find a solution to this.

I'm not leaving you alone.

I'm coming with you.

This heart and I won't leave you again.

I've found you.

And I won't let you go again.

Don't worry.

What's up, Bigshot?

They're getting into a cab
with a bunch of suitcases.

They listened to you.

Make sure they get
on the plane to Colombia.

Well,

here we are again.

When can we go visit Grandpa?

In due time, Squirt.

Nicky, come!

- I'll show you my room!
- All right, slow down.

I'm coming.

It looks the same.

Your aunt took care of the place
while we were gone.

Shouldn't we let them know we're here?

They're in Cartagena
for their anniversary.

I don't want to ruin their trip yet.

I'll call Tata and stay at her place.

I think it's best if you stay here.

You should stay.

Having you around
is like having my mom around.

You have her heart, right?

I'm going to see my room.

Mariachi, it's done. Everyone's home.

They're all complying.

So you listened to me and came back.
Right, Zac?

Too much tequila in Mexico?

Too much work.

And the wonderful

Lorena.

- Mr. President, how are you?
- Good.

How come you always manage
to have such beautiful assistants?

Cheeky bastard.

- I'm his advisor, sir.
- Right.

- Titles are important.
- Yes.

Lorena called
for a press conference for tomorrow.

The deal Mr. Cienfuegos closed in Mexico
requires hammering out a lot of details.

I want nothing to do with any reporters.
All those people do is criticize me.

Mr. President, you closed down
three radio stations.

Do you know about freedom of speech?

They have no respect.
They shouldn't mess with me.

That's why I'm the president.

I missed you so much.

So did I.

We have to catch up.

Yes, I'm dying to.

Really?

Then why don't we make

sort of a strategic exit?

I have to go to the doctor

with my dad.

What for?

I don't get why it's so urgent.

I don't know.

Are you okay?

Well, I told you.

I'm weak. I get tired.

I get dizzy.

And the depression stuff.

You know,

it hasn't been easy.

I know, baby girl.

I know.

Now that those guys
showed up in Mexico, it's worse.

It's a fucking joke
that Mariachi is still free.

I know.

This thing's not over.

I'm sure of it.

What is it? You're all so slow!

Have you ever seen a lazy criminal?

No! Those guys work hard.

Get to work!

Yes.

I know I swore you'd never see me again.

But you know I suck at keeping promises.

Wow. You look...

the same.

You mean gorgeous, right?

Gorgeous, yes.

How is your family? Your children?

- Your wife?
- Ex-wife.

- Is that right?
- Yes.

Go figure.

What happened to "till death do us part"?

Saying "till death do us part" to someone
is excessively optimistic.

Or a misunderstanding.

A police officer and a philosopher.

That's a great combination
to fight crime, right?

What are you doing here?

Don't be scared.
I'm no longer heartbroken about you.

I just need your help.

- As a cop.
- Got it.

Not as a guy who offered me the world
and ended up leaving me in the dust.

Coffee?

Beer.

Rum.

Rum? Okay.

Your appointment, sir.

Want some wine?

I just want to know
if you can really get me the liver I need.

If you have the money,

you're in the right place.

Our only mission is to put
a smile back on our clients' faces.

Organ trafficking?

I've heard of it.

The mighty Rentería is in jail for that.

Yes, but the ringleaders are already free.

Nicky, I insist.

Tell your friend
to report it formally to the police.

He's scared, Tulio.
There are powerful people behind them.

If Simón knew I came to you, he'd kill me.

But then again, not everybody
has an ex-lover who is a cop.

Right?

That's right.

Will you help me?

Let me take a look at the file.

If I find anything, I'll let you know.

Or we could go to dinner
and talk about it some more.

You truly believe
you can get me into your bed again.

And I swear I'll say no. So bye.

Great.

We'll put this here.

There you go.

This will probably feel a bit cold.

Ready?

Okay, here we go. Let's see.

Look, I'm not liking
the thing we're seeing here.

You can see it right there.
An abnormal heartbeat.

It's called myocarditis?

It's quite severe, I'm afraid.

What? How so?

Severe? How?

Sorry, Doctor.

Can these pills have caused
my daughter's condition?

Maybe if taken in excessive doses
over a long period of time.

But if they were prescribed by an expert,
I don't think that would be the cause.

But could it be?

It would be a case of gross malpractice.

But yes, I guess.

What are you talking about? I don't...

Doctor,

what is wrong with Samantha?

Look.

Her left ventricular function is impaired.

That means...

your daughter needs a heart transplant
as soon as possible.

A transplant? That makes no sense.

Are you serious?

- Dad, what's going on?
- Go on, Doctor.

So what?

For now, Samantha must rest.

I'll run some more tests on her,

and we'll put her on a waiting list.

What do you mean a waiting list?

We'll need a donor.

Someone who has been declared brain-dead

but has a healthy heart.

- But how long will we wait for a donor?
- Simón.

Mr. Duque, in this country,
there are around 2,000 people

on waiting lists for kidney, liver, lung,

and heart transplants.

The list is endless.

And the donation rate is quite low.

The problem is that people
are deeply misinformed.

If people understood
how many lives we could save

just by getting people
to volunteer to donate,

things would change.

- No, this is crazy. I'm fine.
- Sam, come on.

I won't listen to this.

I just can't believe it.

- Calm down.
- Calm down?

He just told me my daughter will die.

Simón.

MUNAR CLINIC

Listen to me, please.

- No.
- Pay attention!

- Samantha.
- No.

That guy is nuts.
I don't need a transplant. I'm young.

- Let's get a second opinion.
- I'm fine!

- The pills from your shrink.
- Enough with all that!

It was Zacarías.

Zacarías?

Zacarías was behind the shrink.

Maybe he paid her or forced her,

but you got a high dose of that drug,

and something happened to your heart.

Felicia?

Buy why, Dad?

Why?

Why? And why me?

Hey.

I'm going to fix this.

Am I going to die?

Don't say that. Come on, don't say that!

- How long do I have?
- Listen to me.

I'm your father, and you'll be fine.
I'll fix it.

You heard the doctor.
The waiting period is so long.

The waiting list is not an option.
What will you do?

Will you become a murderer?

Will you find a woman like Mom
and take out her heart?

- Is that your plan?
- Calm down, please.

Why should I calm down?

I'm dying anyway, so what good is it?

Sam, look me in the eye. Here.

I don't know what I'll do,

but I swear on your mother
that you will live.

Okay?

Come here.

I don't like pictures.

I don't know how to pose.

- Just look here.
- Tell me.

The restaurants,

the limousines,

all those luxuries...

That's only on the first two dates?

I guess the Cienfuegos Seduction Handbook
says you now have to show me this,

the down-to-earth guy.

There's no handbook for you.

You broke the mold.

Is that bad?

No, it's wonderful.

I'm used to controlling everything.

But you've forced me to improvise.

I really like you, Camila.

More than I should.

Sir.

Someone's here.

Camila.

I didn't know you were back.

Playing dumb doesn't suit you.

How did you get my address?

How could you do something so horrible?

What do you mean?

I thought you'd be happy
to return to your country with Simón.

You've always been so cynical.

But this is disgusting.

It's been so hard for me
to be the villain in the tale.

How can you take out that anger
and hatred you feel towards us

on an innocent girl?

Zacarías, she's only 19!

This time,

we'll see if your Mr. Perfect,

the unimpeachable Simón Duque,
can sell his soul to the devil

like I had to so you could survive.

No.

Only someone
with a rotten soul could do that.

I only want Simón to see how hard,

how unbelievably awful it is
to be in my shoes.

And I want you to see him
become that awful being

you think I've become.

I have an offer for you.

That's music to my ears.

This is not easy for me.
I thought about it a lot.

It hurts.

It puts me on your level.

I won't let that family suffer again
because of your madness.

I'm listening.

Talk to that scum who works for you.

Have them do whatever they need to
to get Samantha a heart.

In exchange, I'll give you a child.

Are you being serious?

Think about it.

But don't take too long.

Hi.

How are you?

Hanging in there.

I tried to talk to my mom,
but she's abroad.

Anyway,

I was thinking of other options.

Did you find anything?

No, God damn it.

I called hospitals

and spent hours talking to doctors online
from ten different countries.

Zacarías wanted me to be in his shoes.

Here I am.

The only difference is that
I was born with a heart problem,

but he caused Samantha's.

Dad,

what is going on with Sammy?

Ever since my grandad died,

the only reason I have to...

to go on living is you, Samantha.

I won't let anything happen.

You don't deserve to be involved in this.

You should forget about me.

Don't ask me that. I won't do it.

Then you're an idiot.

Is that right?

An idiot who loves you.

That face.

Hey.

Hey.

I need to do something.

Of course.

I'm here to see Dr. Felicia.

And you are?

I'm a patient. I need to see her now.

Just a minute.

I'm sorry,
but the doctor can't see you today.

Is that right?

That's too bad.

Well, don't worry.
We'll make her see us. Thank you.

- Let's go.
- Sir!

- Come on.
- Sir!

Come back here! Security!

Careful.

Look behind us.

There she is. Felicia!

You are a piece of shit.

Why did you do it?

Tell me why you did it!

Tell me why you did it!

No yelling. Let's be quiet.

Forgive me.

Please, I'm sorry!

You're sorry?

You fucked up my heart!

Come on, let's have a therapy session.

Shut up!

- No!
- Shut up, you fucking bitch!

I'm sorry.

They threatened to murder my son.

You don't know these people.

I know exactly who they are.
They ripped out my mom's heart.

And you're a murderer just like them!

Stop it. Come on.

Samantha, stop. Stop!

Hey!

You won't get away with this
like those fuckers!

I'm finally home.

I'm exhausted.

Where is my husband?
Are you not going to say hi?

Finally! Come here.

Gosh. Did you leave any stuff
for someone else to buy?

You don't want
your First Lady in rags, right?

No.

How was the country without me?

Total shit, but whatever.

Honey, how is my stepson?

So happy. He has a new boyfriend.

He loves Brussels.

I'd love to catch up with you,

but I have a cabinet meeting in two hours.

It's going to be so much fun.

- Where is Zacarías?
- He got back from Mexico this morning.

Jeez.

So neither of us was here
for the anniversary of Camila's death.

I'll ask Tata to visit her grave with me.

Shut up, woman.

Save your tears for later.

No, Mariachi.

Garabato is being too harsh.

Take her hood off. She's suffocating.

Shut up, bitch.

Garabato, show some respect.

Respect her human rights.

From what I understand,

you finished
the job we assigned successfully.

Congratulations.

We've brought you here
to negotiate terms for your retirement.

The Organization sees
no reason for you to remain active.

I did everything you asked me.

Don't hurt me, I beg you. I have a son.

Don't you worry.

A few parts of you
will remain in this world.

Whichever we deem useful
after we have you examined.

But cheer up.

Your death will bring life
to a lot of people.

Her left ventricular function is impaired.

That means your daughter
needs a heart transplant

as soon as possible.

You haven't run in a long time.

What are you running from?

Everything's turned to shit.

Do you remember...

the first time we saw her,

when she was just born?

We said that

we'd do anything to keep her safe.

Valeria,

Samantha is our daughter.

What do I do?

I thought you'd stay longer
in Mexico, Cienfuegos.

I wouldn't dare
keep your wife away for a minute longer.

Zacarías, whenever you're ready.

Good morning, everyone.

I promise to keep it short.

I just want to tell you,
on behalf of President Cárdenas,

how happy we are with the deal
we made with the Mexican government.

It will be a huge opportunity for growth
for both our countries.

I know you already have
all the information in your dockets.

You've read them, I hope.

I know you must have some questions.

Anyone?

I have a question, Mr. Cienfuegos.

Have you thought about my offer?

Remove her.

Ma'am.

Wait.

This citizen has a right to ask.

Yes, I have an answer.

I will gladly talk to you later.

Reporters only, please.

You, go ahead.

Camila.

Look who's here.

My benefactor.

That lowlife who tricked me.

I'm glad you were safe in the fire.

We were all quite worried.

Tell me something.

How much does Zacarías pay you
to be the piece of shit you are?

Camila, I am actually
quite fond of your photography work.

In any other circumstance...

You despicable bitch.

Let me go!

I'll leave you alone so you can argue.

Hi, Dad. How are you?

Fine, Squirt. And you?

Where's Camila?

She just left.

- Is Samantha up?
- No.

Not yet, but I'm hungry.

I'll make you something to eat. Here.

No, hold on.

The crowd can go wild
because Nicky Guerra is cooking.

I can make you anything. What do you want?

Huevos rancheros? Chilaquiles?

Breakfast paisa style?

Colombian arepas? Venezuelan?

You can cook any of those?

Perks of having lived all over the world.

So choose.

You're too indecisive.
Venezuelan arepas it is.

- All right.
- Let's start.

- What do you want?
- Colombian arepas.

Colombian, of course.

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You should be glad
I didn't talk to the press.

Imagine the headlines.

"The incredible resurrection
of Zacarías Cienfuegos's wife."

You know very well
that no one benefits from that.

Do you have an answer?

You're asking me to commit a crime.

I had already quit smoking.

Are you capable of doing such a thing
for that man?

You love him that much?

Do you not get it yet, my love?

He only loves his wife's heart.

Not you.

You are merely...

a vessel.

Do you accept or not?

No.

Why not, Zacarías?

You locked me in a house
for that very reason.

You wanted me back. Why won't you accept?

Not like this.

Not like this.

I want you close to that guy...

so you can experience the nightmare

that I experienced.

And when you understand

how big of a sacrifice I made for you...

you'll come crawling back to me.

And we'll have the chance we deserve.

You disgust me.

You should be in a fucking insane asylum.

I swear to you, Zacarías,

you'll pay for all the hurt
you caused everyone!

Get off me!

I just love your passion.

I miss making love to you.

Accept my offer.

Save Samantha's life.

Please.

Excuse me, sir.

You have a visitor.

We'll finish later, darling.

I brought you a royal, boss.

Welcome back to Colombia, Simón.

This is one of my new businesses.

It's called Eden.

Give it to him straight, man.

I want to acquire your services.

That's not so simple.

There's a price to pay

that is not necessarily about money.

I'm willing to do anything
to save my daughter's life.

Including murdering an innocent person?

Do you recognize her?

She's the doctor...

No, wait...

The evil doctor
who damaged your daughter's heart.

The Organization is giving you a chance

to avenge your daughter's life
and save it all at once.

She has a healthy, available heart.

We've done tests,
and it's a match for your daughter.

Our medical staff is ready.

We only need to get
the beautiful Samantha,

and we'll start.

All you have to do is pull the trigger.

Save your daughter's life.

Subtitle translation by: G.R.