All language subtitles for Dark.Desire.2020.S02E11.SPANISH.WEBRip.x265-ION265[eztv.re]

Thank you, Miguel. It was awful.

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

I don't mean to be pushy,

but I think it would be better
to go to the clinic.

But you said he was stable.

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

But he could still have
fractures or injuries.

Miguel, you know better than anyone
how bad his phobias are.

For him to wake up from this
in the hospital, he would have a meltdown.

Yes, but he needs more care, Lys.
The best thing--

No. The best thing is
to keep him here, in his own house,

in his own bed, with his wife.

You tell me what I have to do, Miguel,
and I'll do it.

Darío.

This is Dr. Miguel Garrido.
He's making sure Dad's all right.

Are you all right?

I'm gonna kill you,
filthy bastard.

You stop right there, you little fucker!

Darío!

He's still in shock.

You were very lucky
nothing happened to you.

From what your mother told me,
you were a real hero.

Not everyone would have been brave enough

to defend their father
in the middle of an armed robbery.

Get your ass up!

After everything I've done for you.

That's the thanks I get?

Alberto is not my father.

Darío isn't my son.

I married his uncle, not his dad.

I never considered him my son.

I hadn't actually seen him
since Alberto passed away.

And Darío?

Why was he here? Why did he lock you in?

Because he's obsessive.

Lys is my adoptive mother.

Ah, so much better.
I feel so much calmer now.

Were you working with her?

That's why I'm scared.

Scared of what, Lys?

That he'll get me involved
in Julieta's death.

Why would he do that?

Because he's a psychopath.

- Alma, please just talk to me.
- You're nothing but a liar.

- It's the truth. I swear.
- Let go of me!

What truth? That you knew Alberto Guerra?
That he's your uncle?

That you lived with him?
That you had birthdays with him?

You both slept with the same woman?

I guess you're the one
who stole my video, then.

Alma Quintana's here.
You need to send a patrol car right now.

Ramos needs backup.

Send the nearest patrol car
to Río de Janeiro Square.

Alma Solares is there.

What the fuck?

I called you because I need you, Leo.

Not only because you're one of
the most successful lawyers in Mexico,

right now, I think you might be

the one and only person I can count on.

- So you've been lovers this whole time?
- What? That was years ago.

Now I understand.

This is where you got the money
for all of your suits.

- Your private planes. Your passports. Hmm?
- Alma, I told you. I don't have it.

- I'm certain she stole my money.

Alma Quintana?

What's going on?

- You'll have to come with us.
- Gladly.

- Take me to Eugenia to clear this up.
- Officer, wait!

Why are you here?

I'm her attorney.

I need to see your arrest warrant.

She's agreed to come with us.

- Stay out of this, Leo.
- No, Alma.

I'm coming with you.

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

Leonardo Solares is here
and the woman from the airport too.

What should I do?

What the hell is in the water
that they all ended up in the same place?

Bring 'em all.
I wanna talk to all of them.

Damn you, Alma.

Sergio?

How are you? I'm Commander Solares.

Sergio Millán. Nice to meet you.

- Likewise.
- I was told you'd be coming by.

I was quite surprised
when my team was told

the investigation here was over.

Unfortunately, we've only
scratched the surface, Sergio. Hmm.

I need a list of all the personnel
who were on security duty

the night that Julieta Lazcano died.

Specifically, I need to speak to
whoever was on security camera duty.

You can do that?

Well, I already gave all that
to Detective Montaño,

including conversation--

Listen, Sergio,
I don't wanna ask Detective Montaño

to come down here personally.

Can you just do me this one favor?

Of course.

The guy on duty was Gerardo Carvajal.

Good. Where is he?
I'll go see him right now.

It's his day off, actually.
But I can give you his phone number.

- That'd be great.
- Give me a second.

Hey!

Hi.

What is that?

Another report on Julieta Lazcano?

Uh, yeah.

Um…

It looks like they found a serum sample,

and they sent it for a GGT.

And how did you get this report?

You went to the morgue?

No.

I told you this morning.
My uncle gave it to me.

Why would he get something like that
when he doesn't even work in forensics?

Karina, don't.
I have no fucking clue how he got it.

Alma didn't wanna run.
I convinced her to leave town.

They roughed Darío up
and tried to kidnap me,

but, fortunately, I was able to escape.

Escape?

What for?

I was trying to return to Paris

to handle an unforeseen situation.

- Do you know who they were?
- No, not at all.

Their faces were covered.

But if you're trying to identify
whoever tried to kidnap me,

that's your responsibility, Eugenia,
not mine.

With all the contacts you have,
I wouldn't be surprised to learn

you organized a whole operation
to rescue her with fake police.

You are so desperate, Montaño.

I was here talking to you.

Don't try to make me take the fall

for your pathetic coordination
with the Mexican State Police.

I went to find Lys because I thought
she was involved in Alma's kidnapping.

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

I can prove it easily.

It now belongs to Ernesto García.

I'm convinced that Lys
joined the womens' support group

as part of a preconceived plan.

I met Alma
in the womens' support group we go to.

That's how I heard
about that poor Julieta Lazcano.

Mrs. Antoine.

Are you referring to Lucero Andrade?

Yes, I am.

We met because she wanted to help Alma.

And that's all.
I don't have anything to hide.

All I really know is that you are trying
to put together a case against me

based on circumstantial evidence.

Or do you have anything solid?

You're the one who turned over the phone
with the video. You remember?

Yes. I didn't think it through.
I told you that.

No one can base
results of an investigation

on data from a cell phone register because
anyone can manipulate the information.

I never set foot in that hotel.

I was at a dinner party hosted by a friend
who lives in the building.

Berta Rangel.

Her apartment is right across from mine.

Can you explain
why you had these blueprints?

- They were found in your apartment.
- I can't explain.

I've never seen those.

Are my prints on there?

- No, but you--
- But what?

Did it occur to you
that the blueprints were planted?

Bug!

- Hey!
- I'm glad I caught you. Come here.

- How are you?
- Hey.

We found your mom.

What?

Is she all right?

She's fine. She's fine.
She was with me for a couple days.

But now she's at the police station.

What for? Did they arrest her?

No, they're interrogating her
and Darío and a few other people.

What's happening?

I just hope it gets cleared up
as soon as possible.

Me too.

I'm sure you have a million questions
going through your head,

and I'm sorry I didn't call you sooner.
I'm sorry I kept you waiting.

I didn't mean to, but I just had
way too many other things to take care of.

Uh, I'm sure you did.

We can talk later
unless you need to do it now.

- I can stay.
- You seem busy. Keep me posted.

Mind if I borrow your car again?

Sure, no worries. You still have the keys?

Yes.

- Sorry.
- Not a problem.

Hmm.

Thanks.

- You'll call me?
- Yes, of course.

Great!

- Karina.

Such bullshit.

It's obvious
you never went to your uncle's.

It's obvious
you didn't have dinner with him.

It was Mauricio.

He's the one
who got the report for you, isn't he?

Yes.

Okay.

You don't see it, do you?

This is proof that someone's
passing themselves off as me.

He stole my inheritance
and could be the one who murdered Julieta.

An impostor.

He's an impostor.

I followed him to Darío's hotel room

the day before they found
Julieta Lazcano's phone.

Did you get a good look?

Are you certain it wasn't Darío?

Don't be naive, Montaño.

Darío Guerra is manipulating you
to incriminate Alma.

The only thing Alma did wrong
was to be with me at the hotel.

She is innocent, without a doubt.

Alma could have a psychological issue
like the majority of women

who attend a support group like ours,
including me.

But to think
that she could kill someone, well…

I should open an investigation
looking into you and your offices.

Is that a threat?

I'm not so sure that one of you
didn't plant the evidence against me

just to create a scapegoat
so you could look good.

Why don't you concentrate
on investigating that sociopath Darío?

You're wasting precious resources
with all your moronic interrogations.

Look, Detective.

I think I've said more than enough.

I am a French citizen.
There'll be no more interrogations

without the presence of an attorney
from my embassy.

If you want to issue a warrant
for my arrest based on absolutely nothing,

go ahead.

I'm here.

But you should heed my advice.

You'll look ridiculous.

Or better yet,
you could end up unemployed.

You know what else?

You could blow the opportunity to find out
who really murdered Julieta Lazcano.

Boss! How was the interrogation?

I want all the phone records
from Sacramento.

For Julieta Lazcano?

- Who else, Mendoza?
- You told me those records were useless.

Bring me the damn records.
I don't care what I said before.

TENTH FLOOR

MEETING ROOM

You wanted to talk?

Yes. Close the door.

What's going on?
Do we keep questioning them?

Take a look at this.

It's the call log we got
from the company in Sacramento.

Uh-huh.
Julieta Lazcano's cell phone.

There's only one call
from Julieta Lazcano to Alma Quintana.

That's normal. It's consistent
with what she said in the interrogation.

100%.

But look at this other number.

- Comes up a lot.
- Exactly.

The records show multiple calls
and messages during that time frame,

including the night she died.

Um-hmm.

What's strange is that the number
doesn't appear in the memory

of Julieta Lazcano's phone
that was found at the hotel.

How could it not appear?

Erased.

- That phone has been tampered with.

Which leads me to think,
and as much as it pains me,

but I have to admit,
Alma Quintana is right.

We don't actually have proof against her.

What's our next move?
Let them all go.

We'll make sure to get a court order

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

They'll be under surveillance.

Including Alma Quintana.

Especially her.

I need a list of the personnel
who were on security duty

the night that Julieta Lazcano died.

Specifically, I need to speak to
whoever was on security camera duty.

You can do that?

Of course.
The guy on duty was Gerardo Carvajal.

Good. Where is he?
I'll go see him right now.

I can give you his phone number.

Hi, Berta, how are you?
I need a bit of a favor.

Finally, you show up!
Didn't you get my messages?

What did you say the name was?

No, I have to stay here for now.

Although, I think it would be a good idea
for you to get out of town for a while.

Wait a minute.

I need you to do one thing first.

Well?

Clear.

It looks like
there are no bugs or hidden cameras.

But if I were you, Alma,
I'd still be careful.

And my advice would be that you

have no contact with Darío.

Believe me.
I have no intention of talking to him.

Alma, this is very serious.

You'll be under surveillance.

It's most likely
that they're gonna tap your phone.

Is that what you do with your suspects,
or do you plant all the evidence too?

You know I'm on your side, don't you?

I know. Sorry.

Does Zoe know you're all right?

Yes, we talked.

While you were checking the bedroom,
I called her. She's coming tomorrow.

We have to be careful
with what we say to her.

Mm-hmm.

Alma…

I have a confession.

Tell me.

When Íñigo invited me
to his daughter's wedding,

before I knew she was engaged to Darío,

I thought about

asking you to go with me.

I want us to start over.

No, no, no, Leonardo.

Don't do that.

Understood.

Need anything else, Alma?

No, thanks.

You wanna stay here,
or are you going to Karina's?

Not sure.

Ugh! Too much on my mind.

Please help us to do our best.

In the name of God.

I'm sorry I got you into trouble.

I'm really sorry, Bug.

No, you're not the one to blame.

I blew it.

Okay.

Hey, what's with the gun?

Listen, Uncle, I

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

but I hope you know what you're doing.

Everything I'm doing
is to protect your mother.

I don't wanna know the reasons.

Okay?

I wanna know that Esteban
knows what he's doing.

Bug…

I can't do this.

Hi. Karina, right?

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

Yes, Mauricio from the morgue.

- Is she around?
- No.

Mmm. Do you know if she'll be home soon?

I have something she asked for,
and I happened to be--

You don't know, do you?

Uh, know what?

Zoe is my girlfriend.

We live together.
We're a couple, not just roommates.

Mmm. I wasn't aware.

Not surprising.

Well, I just wanted to make sure
you wouldn't be wasting your time

going after her.

Good night.

GUERRA FAMILY

"My games with Lys
have gone too far."

- Fuck, Darío!
- Sorry.

- You scared me.
- Sorry, my love. Didn't mean to.

How'd you get in?

We're living together.
I have the keys. I was coming home.

You can't be here.

- They're watching our every move.
- So?

I'm coming home to the woman I love.
Is that a crime?

We are not together. You do not live here.
I need you out of my house.

- Alma, come on.
- Don't do that!

- What happened?
- Don't touch me!

- I don't want you anywhere near me!
- What is this? Calm down!

- Get your hands off!
- Alma, calm down, honey. Come on.

You're fine. Just don't talk too loud.
They can hear us. They're out there. Okay?

You're fine.

Don't touch me,
or I'll call the cops if you do!

You guys had it all planned out,
didn't you?

That's why you contacted me,
you sleazy fucking bitch!

Don't touch me, I told you!

No! Let go of me, I said!

The analysis says this isn't
the original audio of the video.

It was superimposed.

Motherfucking shitstorm.

I need you to go to the hotel.

I wanna know how that cell phone
showed up, who found it first.

And tell Mendoza to head to Toluca

and to stay there
until we've managed to find

the false operatives
who went after Alma Quintana.

Got it.

- In the meantime, you--
- You can go now, Jiménez.

MEETING ROOM

Can I help?

It was you.

It was you, wasn't it?

The operation,

kidnapping Alma…

Are you going to arrest me
for concealing evidence

or impersonating an officer or…

Shut up, asshole.

Do you want my help solving this case?

Go fuck yourself.

Fine. Where do I set up?

I told you. No, I am not going to listen
to another sob story

about you being the victim.

Alma, please.
You don't know anything about it.

I was a victim of Lys and Alberto.

How can I believe something
that doesn't make any sense? Huh?

Your uncle forced you

- to have sex with his wife?
- Exactly what happened!

- They took advantage. I was young.
- Listen to yourself.

I was just a teenager, and that bitch…

- That woman abused me.
- Do not go into any more details.

- I got enough watching that fucking video.
- They created that video.

Alma, you don't know them. The perverts…

Insane, damn it.

The sick, disgusting things I suffered.

Lys and Alberto took me in
so they could take over my inheritance.

But it wasn't enough for them, Alma.

Because then they made me their plaything.

They took advantage of me in every way,
and when Alberto died, Lys…

Why didn't you tell me any of this?

Because I didn't wanna relive it.

Because I didn't want you to know
what that pig did to me.

He found me

and watched us screwing

because he was
a fucking sick bastard, Alma!

He was fucking sick! A disgusting pervert.

This is too much for me right now.
I can't.

I need your help right now, honey,
to get over this. Alma, I need you.

Listen, because you're the only one,

you're the only one
I can count on right now.

- I love you.
- No, Darío.

- I need us to be all right.
- I can't do this with you.

- That's enough! I can't help you.
- It's all true. I need you.

- You need professional help.
- I don't need anyone.

- I need you!
- Damn it, Darío! Enough!

Enough!

Get it through your head. No.

Please go. You can't be here, okay?

Please go.

Íñigo.

I think we need to talk about
what happened after

Alberto died.

Are you sure you can do it?

You said every 12 hours.

I set up the IV

because it's easier
to administer the medication that way.

But if you prefer,
I know an excellent nurse

- who could come and do it for you.
- No.

I know he'll feel a lot better with me
than with a stranger.

Right.

Since he has high blood pressure,
we need to be extra careful.

This is a very powerful anti-inflammatory.

So we have to be careful of the dosage,
or it could be dangerous.

Moni, it's Alma.

Yes, I'm sorry. I know it's really late.

I'm calling because I need to
come talk to you tomorrow if possible.

No, no. I don't wanna go to group.
I just need to talk to you.

Do you think you can squeeze me in
first thing in the morning, please?

It's… it's important.

Someone's at the door,
but stay on the line.

- Don't hang up, just in case.

Darío, I was on the phone
with my therapist--

Alma, are you there?
Are you all right? Alma!

You fucking bitch.