The Marked Heart (2022) s01e06 Episode Script

1 [rain falling.]
[woman singing opera.]
[cell phone vibrating.]
[cell phone continues vibrating.]
[sighs.]
CELL PHONE [breathing heavily.]
A NETFLIX SERIES ["In a Heartbeat" by Cavendish Music playing.]
[song fades out.]
[upbeat music playing.]
[dramatic music plays.]
[gymnasts clapping.]
[gymnast.]
Bravo! [ominous music playing.]
Garabato.
Better roll out that red carpet soon, my man.
[Garabato.]
Rojo, it's time to go to work.
[video game whirring.]
Ugh! What the hell? You made me lose! It's time to go.
Come on, Rojo.
Valeria Martín? You're an athlete.
You eat well too.
[Valeria.]
Who are you? [Mariachi.]
But you know what makes you truly unique? - Your blood type.
O negative.
- [Valeria.]
What do you want? I'm part of an international donor's association.
We're desperately looking for a healthy liver.
What? Are you kidding me? One compatible with your blood type.
Got it? [Valeria screams.]
Help me! [both grunt.]
[Mariachi.]
Garabato! [Rojo grunts.]
- [Mariachi yells.]
Ow! Ow! - [Valeria shrieks.]
[Mariachi grunts.]
[Garabato grunts.]
[Mariachi.]
Grab her! Come on, let's go, let's go! [Mariachi breathing heavily.]
- [grunts.]
- [car engine turns over.]
Have fun at the park? Yeah, Daddy.
There was a big roller coaster that went [hisses.]
Ooh! [chuckles.]
You'll love the beach in Miami.
When are you coming? You said you'd be back after Orlando, honey.
Yes, my dear, but you know what I do back here, don't you? Yes, I know.
You save people's lives.
Exactly.
[cell phone vibrating.]
CELL PHONE It's bad timing, but it looks like there's one more to save.
Gotta go.
Love you so much.
- See you.
- [woman.]
Love you.
[breathing heavily.]
So where the hell have you been, huh? [exhales.]
In the street taking photos.
In the street.
Working in the street.
So you're a prostitute now? - What the fuck, Zac? - Eight times.
Eight missed calls and you didn't pick up.
What the hell's going on? - I was in the park taking photos.
- With who? - With no one.
- Doing what? Taking photos, but then it started pouring.
Right, but you couldn't answer your phone? It's waterproof, you know.
You have to understand I won't drop everything when you want me.
So maybe my phone was on silent.
I don't know.
I'm going to shower.
I'm not feeling well.
- We'll talk about this later.
- Wait.
[Camila exhales.]
I was worried.
That's all.
[suspenseful music playing.]
[heart beating.]
[cell phone vibrating.]
YOU FORGOT YOUR CAMERA.
[inaudible.]
DON'T WORRY.
IT'S HERE, ALIVE AND WELL.
THANK YOU!! I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE I LEFT IT.
TODAY WAS SURPRISING.
[Mariachi.]
Looking good.
How's she doing? We got her here in time, yeah? The merchandise wasn't damaged this time at least, boys.
Doc, you're busting my balls, huh? Be more like that doctor over there.
Doing his job without giving me trouble.
Wow, he even looks like a good guy.
Some friendly advice.
Do not mess with a sleeping tiger.
Well, I'm gonna finish my important work before you bring out all the trash for me, Mariachi.
[Mariachi sighs.]
[rock music playing faintly.]
[door unlocks.]
[music amplifies.]
[Sam.]
Hi.
I'm here to see your grandson.
[man.]
I don't have a grandson.
[Sam.]
But when I was here you had one, I thought.
[boy exhales.]
Hey.
You here for the pizza money? I should be, but I'm not.
I came to see how you were.
Oh yeah, there's a guy in there who I don't know if he was kidnapped or what, but he said that he didn't have a grandson.
[boy chuckles.]
[Sam.]
Seriously.
[boy chuckles.]
But he slammed the door.
I swear.
[boy.]
Kidnapped? [inhales.]
Wow.
We barely know each other, but I'm not a kidnapper.
Please.
My grandpa has Alzheimer's.
He barely remembers who he is, or who I am.
[inhales.]
Coming in? [exhales.]
I swear I won't ask for ransom for you.
Socrates is a rock star.
He taught me that rock is the best music in the world.
["I Would Do Anything For You" by Mish Francisco playing.]
You like it? Not so much.
Why'd you leave anyway? The hospital.
You just bailed.
Let's just say I'm allergic to cops and doctors.
And besides, I'm fine.
Look at me.
You've got such an ego.
You know if I hadn't called an ambulance you'd be dead now.
You know that? So what, shorty? Huh? I already said thanks.
[whispers.]
Thanks a lot.
Shorty? No.
Samantha.
Good to meet you.
I don't have money for you, Samantha.
What I can offer you is a kiss, or or if you prefer, an autograph.
And what am I supposed to do with some guy's autograph? Hey, what the fuck was that? You didn't want my autograph.
I was worried about you.
Yeah.
Next time do me a solid, go ahead and die.
Thanks a lot.
[door closes.]
[Cárdenas and Greta chuckle.]
Hey, hey! [chuckles.]
You know, this man-looking-for-a-wife business is pretty strange.
For me, at least.
I know, but throughout history, there's been a tradition of arranged marriages.
Romance is a bad joke from the 18th century.
[chuckles.]
But I want you to know something.
[snaps fingers.]
There are certain habits I'm [clicks teeth.]
unwilling to part with.
- [footsteps approach rapidly.]
- Like Like Fast and Furious, my two favorites.
Of course, if our budding relationship grows, my hope is that they'd stay our little secret, you know? - [Greta chuckles.]
- [Furious.]
Hi.
[Fast.]
Nice to meet you.
Bath time.
Why don't you go run us a really hot one? Go on.
[chuckles.]
Wow, I thought you'd have more imagination.
[Greta chuckles.]
In my tub, babe, there's always plenty of room.
Hey.
[chuckles nervously.]
Let's take it easy now, Braulio.
The difference between me and those girls is that I'm slow.
Slow and steady.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Don't be so ridiculous.
I know all about you, Greta Volcán.
Ms.
Orgasmo, my favorite movie.
[dramatic music plays.]
I That was long ago.
I was very young.
No, no, no, it's okay.
I don't judge.
I hope you trust me to keep your secret.
And plus, I don't want anyone to be airing my future wife's dirty laundry in public.
How do you know about that? [Cárdenas sighs deeply.]
I told you I was a big fan.
I was serious.
Actually, if you still remember some of those moves you used to do back in the day, we could pull some of them up tonight.
What do you say? [Greta sighs.]
No? So, how old are you girls then? Twenty-one.
And you? About 400.
And other than being arm candy for Cárdenas, you do anything else? I'm an influencer.
Actually, Mrs.
Greta, being perfect for our sugar daddy is actually like a big job.
And the candy is very demanding.
The candy? [both.]
The candidate.
[both chuckle.]
[Greta sighs.]
[ominous music playing.]
[trumpet playing.]
[both breathe deeply.]
[moans gently.]
[Simón inhales sharply, exhales.]
[dramatic music plays.]
[Simón inhales.]
[Camila exhales.]
[cell phone ringing.]
[grunts.]
[groans, inhales.]
[exhales.]
CELL PHONE [cell beeps.]
Hello? [Simón.]
I thought you never wanted to see me again.
[Karla.]
Did you find Robles? I couldn't talk to him.
But tomorrow, I'll try again.
What about the police? Vengeance is a lonely road.
Very lonely.
- There's something else you need to know.
- [ominous music playing.]
Robles was the one who gave my address to those murderers.
He's the reason that my mother died.
He's such a bastard.
I can't believe a doctor's making a fortune off of organ trafficking.
[ominous music continues.]
Who knows how many other lives he's ruined.
Somebody has to stop him.
The police, according to you.
[jazz music playing faintly.]
You're awfully quiet.
Mmm.
No, but I'm not feeling so well.
Maybe I'm getting sick from the rain.
I might've caught a cold or something.
I feel like you're doing this on purpose.
What are you saying? Not taking care of yourself, ignoring the doctor.
[exhales.]
What? You turning into the overprotective father I never had? [sighs.]
Remember, tomorrow is the photo shoot with Cárdenas and your mother.
- Already? - Did you forget? I need you there.
No, I didn't forget.
I mean, it's just that I I can't believe that my mom is thinking of going through with this.
[chuckles softly.]
Ah, she is your mother after all.
You know what? I'm really not hungry.
Mind if I go upstairs to lay down? Baby.
Stop, baby.
I think somebody's a little bit tense.
Yeah.
Zacarías.
[Camila gasps.]
I'm really not feeling well.
Where's that minx that I fell in love with, huh? Where is she? [Camila groans.]
Hey, hey, hey.
I'm sorry.
I'm serious.
I can't.
I mean it.
Don't look at me like that.
[footsteps tapping away.]
[sentimental music playing.]
[Simón.]
Whoa, watch out! Hey! [Camila chuckles.]
My camera, my camera! [Camila.]
Hi.
[Simón.]
Hey.
[rain tapping.]
[Simón chuckles.]
No.
Come on, can I get a little respect, please? - It'll be okay.
Yes, exactly that! - [Camila chuckles.]
I have a confession.
It's been a while since I had this lovely sensation.
[Camila chuckles.]
Of peace, lightheartedness serenity? - [Camila chuckles.]
- Exactly.
Yes.
All those rolled into one.
I feel exactly the same.
[Camila moaning.]
Hey, what is this stuff? Mom used to make me pancakes and arepas.
Well, your mommy isn't here.
So you can starve to death or put the cereal in your mouth.
- I hate you.
- [Simón.]
That's enough.
It's no good.
I've got to take the whole machine apart first.
I don't get it.
Why don't we just get someone over here who knows how to fix it? What about us trying to save some money, huh? Grandpa told me he's seen you a lot in the restaurant with that woman.
The photographer.
You mean Camila? I'm giving her cooking classes in exchange for the photo.
Mmm.
The camera must be hers then.
Yeah.
Yup.
Hey, squirt, we're leaving in five minutes.
- [Lucas.]
Okay.
- [Simón.]
Not okay.
Hurry up.
[Simón exhales.]
[Lucas.]
Dad, where are you going? [cell phone vibrating.]
[cell beeps.]
[Zacarías.]
What do you want? [Mariachi.]
What's up, bigshot? Is that how you talk to all your friends? - I'm busy.
Get to the point.
- [Mariachi.]
Okay.
Have you considered the proposal? The boss wanted to know.
[dramatic music playing.]
[phone disconnects.]
Hello? Son of a bitch.
He's making this so much more difficult than it has to be.
That stupid piece of shit.
[sighs.]
Hey, what's going on, babycakes? Were you talking to yourself or what? Pretty soon, you'll be that weird guy on the bus.
- [Mariachi scoffs.]
- Coffee? Hell, yeah.
Mmm.
[kisses.]
Mmm, just a little kiss.
- What is this? - Ah! What is what? What's this? This this this thing I'm showing you.
- What is that, huh? I get it now.
- [scoffs.]
Unbelievable.
This is the important business you had to do last night.
Lay off, Troya.
It's not what you think.
Whose the bitch you slept with, Fermín? I didn't sleep with anyone.
Really? I wanna know who it was.
Go on.
Explain it to me.
- Explain to me, Fermín.
Say it slow.
- Calm down.
Look.
Because that thing, in Mexico, and in China, it's called a hickey.
And I figure a big one too because there's marks of her teeth here.
Come on, babe.
- She took a big chunk out of you.
Cute.
- Just let me explain.
Oh, my clients can't touch me or you freak out.
But you're allowed to sleep with whoever, right? No way I would fuck around, okay? Yeah? Chill out.
- You're the only woman who turns me on.
- Don't touch me.
- Just relax.
- Let go of me.
No, it's Troya, please - Fermín.
- Yeah? If you're lying and I find out, I swear on my mother's soul [kisses.]
wherever she is now, that I'll chop off those little raisins you call balls, okay? - Let go of me! - Where you going? [dramatic music playing.]
[sighs.]
[cell phone ringing.]
[Camila.]
Thanks for saving my camera.
That's the second time now you've saved my life.
[chuckles.]
Appears we've got a brand new beautiful tradition, no? Yeah.
Look, I need to get it back.
Camila, are we supposed to pretend that nothing happened, or What are you thinking? [inhales.]
I have no idea.
Neither do I, but we should still talk, no? Right.
That's fine.
Could you tell me when to pick up the camera, please? I'm not at home right now.
I'm running a few errands.
But look, as soon as I'm back, I'll be in touch, okay? Well, it would really be better this morning.
My event is today.
Yeah, sure thing.
I'll be home by noon.
See you then.
Bye.
[phone disconnects.]
[sighs.]
Sorry, I'm looking for Dr.
Robles.
Uh, Dr.
Robles is in the OR at the moment, but he can see you this afternoon.
- Great.
Thanks.
- Sir [dramatic music playing.]
[electronic monitor beeping.]
[sighs.]
[dramatic music continues.]
Dr.
Robles, I need your signature.
[Simón.]
Robles? - [Robles.]
Yes? - I've got to talk to you now.
- Are you a member of the patient's family? - No.
No, my name is Simón Duque.
The husband of Valeria Duque.
- Ring a bell? - No.
She was murdered just six months ago.
And they took her heart out of her body to be transplanted.
And why are you asking me? I know that you performed the surgery in that container.
Why don't we talk in my office? It's more private.
- Sorry.
Excuse me.
- [Simón.]
Hey, move! - [nurse.]
You're not allowed back there.
- [Simón.]
Get out of my way! Stop! [dramatic music continues.]
[car alarm beeps.]
[engine turns over.]
[engine accelerates.]
[glass shatters.]
[gunshot.]
[breathing heavily.]
What the hell were you thinking going after that doctor on your own? You should have told me.
Bracho.
Bracho! [Bracho.]
Yes, Detective.
Go and put together a team to capture Dr.
Jacinto Robles.
Search the airports and bus terminals as well.
He'll be looking to escape.
I'm on it, boss.
This is what happens when you civilians pretend to be the police.
Come on, you zombie son of a bitch.
Watch out, I'm gonna blow your face off.
[grunts.]
There's some pasta and meatballs if you're hungry.
[video game music playing.]
What? Are you still pissed off at me, Troya? You know, I might look stupid, but I'm no idiot.
God, you look so hot.
Shut up.
I'm late.
[cell phone rings.]
Okay, whatever.
What's going on, my man? Today at the hospital, there was a man claiming to be the husband of the woman whose heart we harvested.
The one who wouldn't die.
He's got information.
He knows I was one of the surgeons.
- Where are you, doc? - I'm packing.
I'm not going to jail.
No, no, no, no.
Stay right where you are.
I'll have some guys come and get you, okay? The organization owes you so much.
We can help you leave the country without any problems.
You think the cops are out looking for me already? Oh, hell yeah, doc.
I bet they are.
Your photo's probably out in every police station by now.
Just stay there, and I'll send my men to pick you up.
- I'm so grateful for all this.
Thank you.
- Stay there.
Fucking piece of shit.
[police sirens wailing.]
[dramatic music playing.]
[indistinct chatter over radio.]
[knocks on door.]
Police here! Open the door now! Open it.
[dramatic music continues.]
[cell phone ringing.]
Hello.
Simón.
Robles got away already.
Yeah, the dog got out.
That worthless bastard! [chuckles shakily.]
Mariachi, I'm grateful for all this.
It's nothing, doc.
Come on, my man.
That's why we're family.
Hey.
You tell anyone about the business? No, no.
I told no one.
- You sure? - Of course I am.
That's good because the first rule in this business is complete silence, you know? [Rojo chuckles.]
Excuse me, please.
Check for this man.
We need to know if he's in your records.
[man.]
Hang on, I'll look.
[cell phone vibrating.]
After you, doc.
Go ahead.
Thanks.
[car alarm beeps.]
Captain.
[Robles.]
Hello? Sweetie.
I'm on my way to Miami after all.
No, no, no.
Nothing happened.
Nothing like that.
I just missed you and the kids.
I wanted to see you.
Oh, hey, don't tell the kids though.
I want to surprise them, okay? See you tonight.
- Hey! - Ciao! Hey, no, that's my wife.
Doc, we're letting you off.
You're stop's coming up.
[all chuckle.]
- Yeah, good one.
- [Mariachi.]
Yeah, sure is, man.
Here, in the middle of nowhere? - Yeah.
- [Robles chuckles.]
The boss wants to thank you for all the years of service you provided to the organization.
[intense music playing.]
What, what? What are you doing? No! Stop! No! No, no, no, no! What are you doing? I'm a very important piece of the organization.
- Call Sarmiento! - [Rojo.]
Open it! No! Stop! Stop! Help! No! Enjoy that view, boys.
You don't see this every day.
No! No, no, no! - Asshole! - [both chuckle.]
[both breathing heavily.]
- [Camila.]
Hello.
- [Sam.]
Hey.
[Camila.]
You must be Samantha.
Yeah.
And you must be the photographer.
Your father's told me great things about you.
[Sam.]
Really? Wow.
And I've just heard nothing about you.
[suspenseful music playing.]
[Sam.]
You wanna come in? My dad isn't here.
You know, I could come back later.
No, he said I'm supposed to let you in.
He said he won't be long.
 It's cool.
[Camila sighs.]
[gentle music playing.]
[exhales.]
[Lucas.]
No! That's my mom's trumpet! Don't touch it! [Sam.]
Are you feeling okay? Yes.
Would you mind getting me a glass of water, please? I apologize, my lady trumpet.
I didn't realize that your guardian was so ferocious.
Do you think she'll forgive me? - I don't know.
- [Camila chuckles softly.]
Well, your father was right.
You are unbelievably charming, aren't you? [Lucas chuckles.]
Your water.
Thanks.
Homework, Lucas.
Get lost.
My dad's on his way home.
[exhales.]
[ominous music plays.]
[woman moaning.]
[Zacarías.]
Shh! [both breathing heavily.]
[moans.]
[cell phone vibrating.]
- [woman moans.]
- [Zacarías.]
Shh! [breathing heavily.]
Hello.
I said no calls.
He'll have to wait.
[sighs.]
[Rosa chuckles.]
Aw, come here, baby.
I want you to relax.
You're so tense.
You're still not getting laid at home, are you, darling? Huh? That's enough, Rosa.
Prepare everything.
I need an update on the poll numbers.
[Rosa chuckles.]
Whatever you say, boss.
[sighs.]
You should have informed me the second you found that woman.
You think she'd be willing to testify? No, I promised she'd be left out of all this.
She gave us the doctor.
That's more than enough.
[Bracho.]
We found Robles.
[Rentería.]
What? Where? In a field.
Robles was found dead and his body was completely destroyed.
[dramatic music playing.]
[ominous music plays.]
Despite heavy presence on a variety of social media, the visits to the hospitals, the schools, the orphanages, we just can't push Cárdenas.
I'm at a loss.
And now Julia Moncada is leading the polls.
It's completely absurd.
[man.]
Leading by 15 points too.
Zacarías, what do we do? We don't have much time here.
[sighs.]
[Marcelo sighs.]
Can you give me a few minutes alone with him? Thanks.
Hey man, what the hell is going on? You've been acting really weird.
Distracted, not interested at all.
This isn't you.
An organization contacted me.
[dramatic music plays.]
They want an alliance.
They have so much power.
Information, influence.
I feel like I'd be selling my soul.
No.
Don't tell me you're striking a deal with these guys.
Hey man, come on.
You know me.
Then, what the hell is this organization? And what are they doing? What are you so nervous about? Because I don't know what the hell will happen if I open the door.
[Lucas chuckling.]
- It's so bad.
Let me see it.
- [Camila chuckles.]
Okay.
- Hey, Dad.
- Hello.
Dad, come here.
Camila stinks at drawing like Mom.
- Yup.
- It's the ugliest giraffe I've ever seen.
- [Camila.]
Ugliest giraffe in the world.
- [Lucas.]
It is.
[chuckles.]
Okay, I'm hungry.
I'm getting something to eat.
My son, Lucas, it's been hard for him lately.
It's nice to see him laugh.
Hey, he's a really sweet kid.
Very charming too.
- You know what? - Hmm? Usually, I'm not great with kids.
Well, could've fooled me after that display.
Hey, Samantha! Do you know my daughter? Yeah, she's been very kind.
And does that hospitality extend to a cup of coffee, or? - I know there's a bit of sass - [Camila chuckles.]
but it's these two kids that really make this house feel like Well, like a home.
And it's a beautiful home.
You know what I love? Is how it's decorated.
All the colors.
[Sam.]
Yeah, my mom did that.
Decorated the whole house.
Look, Camila.
I've been learning how to play the trumpet.
Just like my mom.
Look.
[huffs, blows raspberry.]
[Camila chuckles.]
But that trumpet's too heavy for you.
It's gonna put too much pressure on your mouth.
So, you know about trumpets now? What? I have no idea.
- I just like watching videos on YouTube.
- [Lucas.]
Me too, yeah.
Valeria used to tell me she wanted to buy a smaller trumpet for him so he could learn to play.
Well.
- [Sam.]
I'm already working on it.
- [Lucas blows trumpet.]
[stove clicking.]
[Lucas and Camila chuckle.]
[cell phone vibrating.]
TOGETHER FOR CHANGE Talk to me.
Don't move.
Send me the address.
[suspenseful music playing.]
[suspenseful music continues.]
[clatter.]
[vehicle approaching.]
[indistinct police radio chatter.]
Inspector Rentería.
I need you to come with us.
You're under arrest.
[radio chatter continues.]
Here.
Your camera.
[Camila.]
Oh, thanks.
I've never forgotten it anywhere before.
[sighs.]
- I'm really terrified.
- Are you? Well, so am I.
- It's all just - [Simón.]
It's surprising.
It's - Hey, squirt.
- [Lucas.]
Yeah? Go upstairs.
It's bath time.
[Lucas.]
Yeah, yeah.
Okay.
[Sam.]
I'm going to Oriana's, Dad.
I'll see you later.
Nice meeting you, Samantha.
And thanks for the coffee.
[footsteps tapping away.]
- [Sam.]
Bye.
- [Simón.]
Bye.
It's not you.
She misses her mother and gets protective when she sees me with someone else.
- Hmm? - [Camila.]
Of course.
To be so young and to lose your mother, I can't even imagine.
Yeah, it was a really bad time for all of us.
Simón, what happened to her? Valeria was murdered.
[dramatic music plays.]
The people who did it chose her, tracked her, and ambushed her.
What do you mean "chose her"? Some really bad guys Well, they sold her heart, and it ended up with some piece of shit who used it for a transplant.
Someone out there has Valeria's heart.
["In a Heartbeat" by Cavendish Music playing.]
[song fades out.]