Dark Desire (2020) s01e18 Episode Script

1 A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES When you listen to this message I will be dead.
Yes, darling.
I want to leave myself, To leave the world.
And today, I will fulfill my promise.
So don't cry for me and don't bring flowers to my grave, okay? You know I'm allergic.
I'm tired of not being loved.
Loneliness is tough on the soul.
And contempt cuts the skin.
My friend Brenda committed suicide after leaving this message.
She wasn't killed by the hand of a man nor her own.
She was killed by a social order which establishes that a woman's life doesn't make sense if it isn't propped up by love.
A trophy love to show off.
A love like A love supposedly worth dying for.
That damned formula that's tattooed on our souls.
Where a love that hurts is supposed to be true love.
Love that despairs, that exasperates.
That messes with our heads and turns us to shit.
There are two types of relationships in life: Those that inspire us to give our best and those that destroy us.
Those that give us peace and those that take it away.
I don't know why the hell we choose wrong most of the time.
Why do we choose the type of love that tears us apart? However, society and its stereotypes push us toward that chaos.
It teaches us that pain is fun.
And it isn't.
That's not true.
Pain is perverse.
It is exciting.
But it hurts.
We have to learn again to love.
It's our duty.
DARK DESIRE Judge, a few days ago you pleaded guilty to murdering a woman in Cuernavaca.
How can you dedicate yourself to an academic life after that? Those of you who have looked into it will know the charges were dismissed and Judge Solares was absolved.
Thank you, Edith.
I understand your doubts, but for those looking for the truth, I welcome you to read the case files which are totally transparent and available to you and the public.
They say it was a crime of passion.
Is your wife implicated in the scandal? What about your brother? Thank you for your time.
We're in a hurry.
Judge, is your brother still on the run? Such a good kid.
Such a good son.
May God bless him.
And What about Lucinda? It was strange.
It all happened on the same day her son died.
As if she knew.
The doctor said she died peacefully.
The death of the righteous, they call it.
I took the liberty of giving her clothes to other patients.
But, since Lucinda had no other family, I think you should keep this.
They're photographs, personal notes and family keepsakes.
Darío would have wanted you to have them.
I could tell he loved you very much.
- I'll leave you alone.
- Thank you.
The death of the righteous.
Yeah, right.
Poor woman.
Looks like life was harder on her than death.
And so many unanswered questions.
I think we can find some here.
Should we go? Copy that, we're on our way.
Sosa, we got him.
We just found Esteban's hideout.
We're gonna charge that fucker in Morelos.
STATE POLICE Thank you, Carmona.
- No problem, Doctor.
- Thank you.
Are you sure you don't want me to come in? Really, I have time.
Yeah, I'm sure.
It's between the two of us.
Plus, don't you have to meet with Karina? Yeah.
I'm very proud of you.
You followed your path, and I really admire your journey.
Thank you.
Enjoy the trip, OK? - Will you be back for my birthday? - Yeah, of course.
OK.
Tell Karina I'll be expecting her.
I'll take care of her.
Please, take care, my love.
- I love you.
- And I love you.
Thanks, Carmona, see you later.
- Bye, take care.
- Bye! Do you remember, Alma? We were listening to this music when I realized that I was madly in love with you.
That instant, when I knew we were a couple.
When your beautiful mistakes and my miseries crossed paths.
Leonardo, please, don't do this.
I'll send someone later for my books and the rest of my things.
Do you have a place to stay? Not at the moment.
A hotel will do.
Happy birthday, Alma.
My birthday is on Sunday.
I know.
What I don't know is if I'll be here to hug you.
We didn't do so bad, did we? No, Alma.
We didn't do so bad.
CALLING EDITH Yes.
It's Carmona.
Do you know how hard it is to go up those stairs carrying 100 pounds of dead weight on one's shoulders? I tried, Alma.
I tried to take you up to your bedroom fill the tub To do all those things they say I did to Brenda.
But it was impossible.
At least for me.
We know you didn't kill her.
Yes.
I know.
Poor Garcia almost went blind from looking at 48 hours of footage only to realize what I knew from the start.
I never went to Brenda's house.
By the time I heard her message, it was too late.
You always knew she committed suicide? - Yes.
- Why did you make up all this bullshit? You said I was making up a crime film in my head.
And that the answers to all the questions we were asking were probably much more simple that we imagined.
And yes.
The answer was always there.
From the beginning.
I won't lie.
It's about Brenda Castillo.
When I heard about Brenda's death, it hurt me very much.
We found her dead this morning.
But the movie started when I heard your message.
Brenda, I have to talk to you.
You'll never guess who showed up in my seminar today.
Remember the guy from the club? When I heard about Darío Brenda didn't screw anyone.
I did.
The fact that you were fucking him changed everything.
At first, the murderer role fit Darío.
Especially after I learned you were still seeing him.
And with that, unintentionally WITNESS: BRENDA CASTILLO we uncovered the shit that happened 10 years ago.
The crime that led Leonardo to become a great judge, and sent me to hell.
Retired at an age when great police careers are just beginning.
What else could I do but create my own story? I realized that the true rival I had to defeat was my brother.
I will kill you.
Leonardo ordered the exhumation of Brenda's body to hide his own infidelity.
He couldn't allow anyone to find traces of his semen in the evidence.
That's why I jumped forward.
Then, Vallejo Yes.
Vallejo.
The disappearance of the evidence from Brenda's body, the false assassin the fire at the factory.
Darío.
Darío.
Did you have something to do with Darío's mom? With Leslie Delgado's case? With the accusation against Darío's father? With all of it, Alma.
I did all of it.
Did you kill the girl? No.
Neither Leslie nor Brenda.
You're a son of a bitch! You had everything planned out.
What a cliché, Alma.
Everyone thinks criminals have a perverse mind that plans everything.
But that's not how it is.
We're ordinary people who, sometimes, find roadblocks.
Sometimes, it's a 25-year-old idiot fucking the woman we love.
Sometimes, a body is in the way.
Sometimes, a brother.
And we simply act in consequence.
But yes, Alma.
You were right.
I played a movie in my mind because it's much more exciting than reality.
Than the reality of three ordinary young idiots that, cornered by the circumstances, are forced to make unexpected decisions.
And how does it end? I don't know.
But don't fall for the crime of passion or love.
Even though I've always loved you.
You have no idea how much I want you.
You have no idea all the different ways I've loved you.
And yes, I did some of those things out of love.
But men don't kill for love.
We kill because we can't stand losing.
And I've lost my whole fucking life.
I lost my career, my future, I lost you.
And do you know who kept it all? Leonardo.
The great judge.
The great magistrate.
The great winner.
But we won't let him win this time.
Which is why we have to find a good ending.
Imagine the headlines tomorrow: "Decorated ex-detective murders his sister-in-law and her lover, and then shoots himself in the head.
" That's too long, isn't it? Leonardo, where are you going? - Garcia told us to wait for her.
- I don't care, Alma is alone.
How about this one: "Attorney kills her lover and then commits suicide by slitting her wrists.
" Or "Two naked bodies were found in Judge Solares' swimming pool.
" Stop.
Enough.
Enough.
- Enough.
Stop it.
- Hey! You son of a bitch! Leonardo! He was guarding the house.
It's Officer Carmona.
Please, take him away.
Self defense.
My wife shot in self defense! You can't arrest her, please! - Judge, relax.
- Please.
I'll take her.
Thank you.
Relax.
Let's go.
- Alma! - Look out.
Alma, you'll be fine! I promise we'll be fine! MEDICAL FORENSIC SERVICES CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATION I saw him.
It was him.
He was at the bottom of the pool, I could feel him looking at me.
Am I crazy? It's called post-traumatic stress.
You saw the body of my partner Carmona.
Look.
Here is all the information, photographs Lucinda, Esteban, Alberto Guerra, the transactions with the Godfather I truly hope all this helps you find Leslie Delgado's murderer.
Gracias.
Alma the forensic results from the factory just came in.
The human remains found there belong to Jose Luis Valdez.
The Godfather? This is the morning song That King David sang And we sing it like this To the pretty girls Wake up, Alma, wake up Look, it's already dawn The birds are singing And the moon has set Make a wish.
Make a wish! One, two, three.
What do you want? This is war, asshole.
Hey, calm down, Esteban.
We had a deal.
A deal you broke when you fell in love with Alma.
You want my great grandfather's 200 million dollars, right? Do you? Where are you going, asshole? - Don't move, asshole! - Calm down.
What is that? You need me.
Alma.
Let's go.
Come on.
You thought you could get rid of me? It would have been so simple.
You just had to follow Hefesto's orders.
Sleep with Brenda, restore your father's name.
I mean, Antonio Guerra's name.
Fuck Leonardo over and get your 50,000 dollars.
- You disabled piece of shit.
- Hey, show some respect.
You need me alive too, asshole.
Maybe.
But the terms have changed.
Go buy yourself something nice.
You'll need that.
Now you work for me.