All language subtitles for The.Snitch.Cartel.Origins.S01E39_English

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

We had nothing to do with this.

Because, as you know,

we don't like war. Don't forget it.

Besides, all of our business
is family business.

WELCOME TO CALI

From the start,
my brother and I gave it our all.

And when we least expected it,
the company grew.

Because the business is headed
from heaven's branch

to the end of the world.

I assume that's why
we're respected everywhere.

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION
BASED ON THE CHARACTERS OF THE BOOK

EL CARTEL DE LOS SAPOS.
THE FACTS APPEARING HEREIN

ARE A PRODUCT OF THE AUTHORS'
IMAGINATIONS.

SOME SITUATIONS,
BASED ON REAL FACTS,

HAVE BEEN MODIFIED AND ENHANCED
FOR AN AUDIOVISUAL FORMAT.

-Move, we're attracting attention.
-On it.

Whoa, what was that?

Who's this guy?

Hey!

-Help!
-What happened?

What do you mean? I was shot!

-All units...
-He's taking my bike!

High-performance bike,
black seat, on the main street.

High alert!

Structure fire and one wounded.

Okay, alert the units.

I've no idea how Raquel found out
that we paid Pablo, but she's livid.

She says she wants to leave Cali.

She's throwing a tantrum, don't mind her.

Perhaps Rosario can talk sense into her.

Mr. Emanuel, nice to meet you.

I'm Gilma, the manager.

-How are you?
-Fine, sir.

This is one of our smaller rooms,
but follow me, I'll show you around.

We already have Mr. Fernando,
bless his soul,

and we'll have the wake tonight.

What happened with the deed?

We changed the name to La Ermita.

And Gilma appears as the owner,
to avoid problems.

Did you hear? You appear as the owner.

Don't tell anybody
who the real owners are.

Don't worry, sir, I get it. Come this way.

This way?

And then there's the clients.

Not all dead men are the same.

We'll only accept
the bodies that Mr. Ignacio,

Mr. Leonardo, and I authorize.
Nobody else.

Just as they did to us,
we reserve the right to refuse admission

-and decide who we'll host wakes for.
-A-ha.

So, what do you think?

It's fine. It looks very gloomy.

-Gilma.
-Sir.

Get the best flowers in all of Cali.
Whatever they cost.

And I don't like this coffin,
bring something more elegant.

Something worthy of Fernando.

Yes, sir. I'll have it all for tomorrow.

No way. Didn't you just say
the wake is at 8:00 p.m.?

Yes, sir.

Everything must be ready by then.

I'll get on it. Excuse me.

Tell me the truth, doctor. Will I make it?

You'll make it this time.

You're lucky, the bullet went in and out.

-I'd have been lucky if they'd missed.
-I guess.

Now take care of that,
make sure it doesn't get infected.

Go talk to the police and you can go.

ERC RADIO STATION - CALI

All right, guys.

We need to keep grinding. Don't give up.

I'll keep at it, but not from Cali.

-Hello, how are you?
-Fine.

Raquelita, sweetie.

-Mom.
-Hi, honey. I was looking for you.

What are you doing?

Getting my things.
What are you doing here?

Your dad...

sent me a message
asking me to talk to you.

He didn't say why.

What happened, Raquel?

I had a run-in with him
and Uncle Leonardo.

What was it this time?

I don't agree with many of the things
they've been doing lately.

I can't stay here.

I have savings.
I don't know where I'm going,

but I can start over elsewhere.

Oh, honey!

I get that you're sad
and fed up with all this,

but, honey, leaving can be very dangerous.

Huh?

Don't you think staying
in Cali is more dangerous?

It's here that things are ugly.

I won't go to the wake.

I don't have the strength.

Cindy, come on.
You can't do this to my grandma.

She got you the dress and everything.

And I need people to see us together.

This is very hard for me.

Cindy.

I thought that when you came back

you'd be ready to step up
and do what's required of you.

But apparently not.

So, I have to get used to death?

I came back because
I want my daughter to have a family.

Because I love you.

But you are not helping.

You think the way you speak
of my parents is okay?

Was kicking them out of Cali okay?

They wanted to take my kid.
What else could I do?

-Give them a hug?
-They want the best for me and the baby.

Are you defending them?

But perhaps they are right.

Look at what's happening in this city.

Let's go back to the States,
the three of us.

-Like they say.
-Cindy, stop it!

I don't have time for this.

If you want to go to the wake,
there's the dress.

If not, screw off!
Do your sewing or something.

FABIÁN'S WAREHOUSE - CALI

They were quite thorough, huh?

You didn't see them?

Two Medellín men
that came in Henry's truck.

I heard they tortured him,

pressed him for the address,
and killed him.

But, Flaco, I think
that fucker Arnoldo sold us out,

-that's why he's not answering my calls.
-This is fucked.

Those bastards took all the goods.

And my bike too.

The whole business is fucked!

And the worst part is
we owe Jacinto a lot of money.

We were gonna pay him
when we off-loaded the dope.

You know what?

He'll be here asking for this money soon.

Flaco, we have to find those bastards.

We have to recover the goods,
find the truck, or my bike.

No, we have to find that fucker Arnoldo.

That dude's in Bogotá.

I have a cousin who lives there.

He's a cop, he'll help us out.

Okay, Flaquito. Call him already.

-We're going to Bogotá.
-No, wait!

We have to go to Fernando's wake

so that your family
doesn't suspect anything, okay?

LA ERMITA FUNERAL HOME - CALI

Oh, Mom.

Sweetie, you'll never be alone.
You have us.

I know I can count on you, Mom.

I know I can count on you. I know.

Milton doesn't...

No, Mom.

-I didn't want him to see this.
-Yes.

-My poor boy.
-Hmm.

You don't know what it's like.

He's waiting for his dad to come home,
to walk through the door any minute.

He won't eat.

-He's not okay.
-I know.

Oh, sweetie.

The presidential election is looming,

and the polls show
the Liberal Party candidate,

Luis Carlos Galán Sarmiento, in the lead.

Regional news. The Miss Tourism pageant
will take place in Bogotá.

We spoke to Ana Elvira Quinteros,
candidate for the Cauca Valley

and favorite to win the crown.

Miss Valley, tell us.
How did you prepare for Miss Tourism?

First of all, hello to all your viewers.

My preparation has been strict,

a lot of work and dedication,

but the important thing is to be ready
to represent all the people of Cauca

and take the crown home to Cali.

Yes, of course.

And one last question.

-What dish...
-Ana Quinteros...

-Well, we have...
-What a babe.

-...aborrajados, and marranitas...
-Mr. Leonardo, are you ready?

-Coming.
-...washed down

with a nice champús, it's perfect.

Yes, of course. Thank you.

While the Villegas family
got ready to bury one of their own,

their lifelong competitors, now enemies,
kept planning attacks against them.

The conflict had just begun.

Raquelita.

ERC RADIO STATION - CALI

Do you think your problems
will be over if you go to Bogotá?

Oh, Mom, don't you start.
I've made up my mind.

All right. Okay.

You have everything? Can we go now?

I need to get some things
from the boardroom.

-I want to say goodbye to Víctor.
-Okay.

But hurry up, because...

Víctor? I wanted to say goodbye.

What's wrong with that boy?
He seems to be in a hurry.

Raquelita, where are you going?

Sweetie!

Everybody out! There's a bomb!
Mom, get out! Everybody out!

Rosa, help me get everybody out!

Out, quick! Make sure there's nobody left!

Mom, go down! Go down!

Nothing happened.

Thank you.

Hello, honey.

Oh, my boy. It's been too long.

Thanks for coming.

Be strong.

-Hey.
-Any word about those bastards?

-Or my bike?
-Nothing.

I have people at every tollgate,
but nothing yet.

Son of a bitch!

What is it?

They spotted the truck with the bananas.

At North Turnpike, some hours ago.

It can't be, Flaco.

They were probably headed to Medellín.

If the goods got there, we're fucked.

We're fucked, dude. We're fucked.

Fuck.

Wait outside.

Oh, my boy.

It's nice seeing you out of jail,
even if it's temporary.

Yes, Mom.

Norita...

I'm sorry about what you're going through.
You don't deserve this.

I know I don't deserve it.

I have to use the bathroom.

Perhaps I'm paranoid
with everything that's going on?

Look, I made a mistake. I'm sorry.

Guys, I'm so sorry.

Please, forgive me.
I didn't mean to do this to you.

I really thought our lives were in danger.

I really thought it was a... I'm sorry.

I'm paranoid with everything
that's happening.

I'm so sorry.

Good evening.

-How are you, Uncle?
-Nephew.

I didn't think
they'd let you out for the wake.

It's nice seeing you despite everything.

This is why I give good tips.

What about you?
Congratulations on the baby.

Oh, thanks.

Where is the mom?

She wasn't feeling well.
The C-section, you know.

She couldn't come.

Not feeling well, yes.

Dear family.

I want to thank you all for coming

to send off Fernando. Fernandito.

A great person! A great man!

Leonardo!

Not another word!

You have no right to speak of Fernando.

-What's gotten into you? Behave.
-No, Emanuel!

No!

It's your fault that he's there.

You got the family into this conflict.

You didn't care what might happen.

You're as guilty as those
who planted the bomb.

Don't you see that my son will grow up
without his dad because of you?

That's not right.

-Norita.
-Not right.

-No... Norita, love.
-No, Leo. Let me be.

Wait, Mom.

Mom!

Sweetie, wait.

Be careful.

-Wait for him here.
-What's your name?

-Tito.
-Why can't I go up?

-I need to see him.
-You can't go up.

I don't understand, Tito.
What's the problem?

-I said you can't go up.
-Why the tone?

Tito, leave.

-What's up, Fabián?
-Jacinto, what do you want?

I heard about the warehouse.
I need my money.

"I need my money. I need my money."
You sound like a bank.

Listen, I need you to pay me
my 500,000 dollars now.

I don't have it right now.

But I'll get it, don't worry.

Right. Where will you get it from?
Your ass?

No problem.

-I'll go talk to your uncle.
-Hey!

Easy. I swear I'll pay you tomorrow.

If you don't pay,
I'll tell your uncle and your dad

about what we are doing, get it?

She was out of line.

But I sympathize.

She's as much a victim as we are.

When will you forget your pride
and end this war?

This can't go on,
they'll come to our house.

-Talk to Pablo...
-Quiet!

Shut up!

What is it?

Raquel. A bomb went off
at the radio station.

-What?
-Motherfucker!

Daddy.

Dad! Is that true?

It was meant for Raquel.

Those bastards tried to kill my daughter!

Thank God you're okay.

Thank God you saw it.

Raquelita,

how did you know it was a bomb?

Someone left behind a strange bag.

Who?

Tell us, Raquel. It's okay.

Who?

Víctor.

Bastard! I'll deal with it.

You won't hurt him, will you? Nacho!

Nacho, please, don't hurt him!

-Please!
-Don't worry. It's okay.

We'll talk to him.

-No.
-Sweetie.

We know who put him up to this.

We just need confirmation, that's all.

Emanuel... I'm taking her to Bogotá.

-What? No way.
-Yes.

I'll look after her.
She's upset, I'm very nervous...

Don't you see I can't protect you there?

Because we are so safe here.

VILLAHERMOSA PRISON

Jaime, they crossed the line.

First, the bomb at the pharmacy

that killed my brother-in-law,
and now this?

They tried to rub out my niece.

Listen, Leonardo.
I can't do anything from here.

Pablo is acting practically alone, man.

And we can't be so stupid
as to cross the man, can we?

Get this through your head.

If Pablo is trying to fuck us over,

we'll fuck him over first, get it?

You can tell him that.

Look...

Hello?

-What is it?
-Mr. Leonardo, your wife is here.

Mayerly?

No, sorry. Your ex-wife, Mrs. Fabiola.

I'm here to help you.

To support you in whatever you need.

As things stand,

we need to stick together
now more than ever.

Thank you, Fabiolita.

-I know I can count on you.
-Of course.

I'm sure those dirty bastards

won't get the better of you
or your brother.

Look...

I need you to keep
a close eye on Felipe, okay?

Of course.

Don't worry about it.

And Fabián too. I'll keep an eye on him.

I know you don't see eye to eye,
but he's your son too.

And be happy.

He's really settled down.

He's working and studying as he promised.

That's great. But Felipe...

Take care of Felipe.

Don't neglect him.

Promise you'll try
to patch things up with Dad.

It's not up to me.

-How are you, Vallejo?
-Hello.

Good morning.
Mrs. Mayerly... I'm so sorry,

you can't go in right now.

And why's that?

Mr. Leonardo has a visitor.

The lawyers from Bogotá?

-No, he's with...
-With me!

What are you doing here?
Why didn't you say you were coming?

Would you have allowed it?

No.

Precisely.

And I really didn't think
you'd still be monitoring his visits.

Considering how things are
between you two.

Look, Fabiola.
Like it or not, I'm still his wife.

So, respect me or else.

Don't start a fight in here.

-Bye, you look nice.
-All the best.

Don't think I'll clear the way for you.

I don't need you to, I have my own way.

Go in, come on.

Pull yourself together, Mom.

They could put a bomb in here,
in our home.

Stop it. That's not happening.

Don't worry.

Mr. Wilmer, it's Mr. Uriel.

-Thank you, Blanquita.
-At your service.

-Yes, Uriel?
-Wilmer, how are you?

I heard about the bomb.

Yes, it's messed up. But everyone's okay.

There were no casualties.
Raquel spotted it and...

everybody got out.

Thank God. Look, we have problems here.

Nerves are frayed because of the bombs.

And to top it all off,
I heard Allen's people are in Colombia.

Fuck!

Is he still giving us shit?
I thought we got rid of him.

No, man, on the contrary.

I'm told he's in cahoots
with the US ambassador,

pulling strings here and there

to extradite your uncle Leonardo
and Mr. Jaime Olaya.

If we don't do something,
they'll take them.

They'll take
your uncle Leonardo to the US.

No, that's not happening.

I'll handle a couple of things here and...
I'll leave for Bogotá.

-Fine.
-All right.

Bye.

The baby and I will go with you.

No, baby, you can't.

The baby has to stay
in the incubator a bit longer.

I need to deal with this now.

I promise I'll be back as soon as I can.

And I'll have the security detail
reinforced for you and the baby.

Don't worry.

I can't believe you're leaving us
here alone right now.

This is how much you care about us.

No! Don't say that. I care about...

Why don't you try and fix things?

Right now, we need to pull together.

There's nothing to fix. What's the issue?

You are so cynical, Leonardo.

You rubbed those whores
from Bogotá in my face

and now you have a date with Fabiola?

Oh, no! Fabiola didn't come for that.

Stop nagging!

If you want to fix things,
start with that.

Dial down the drama.

Oh! So now it's my fault.
Should I ask for forgiveness?

Listen to him.

You are so wrong.
Will you ever stop humiliating me?

Why don't you go?

-Dad, please.
-No, really. Just go.

Go!

I have important things to think about,

I can't deal with your stupid problems.

Is that what our marriage is to you?
Stupid?

Well, yes.

You are tired of me, aren't you?

I know you. But I'll tell you something,

the same thing I told Fabiola.

I won't let you off so easy.

Soler, is that a new tie?

PAN AMERICAN SOCCER CLUB

A gift from my wife.

Tell her she has good taste, it's nice.

Thank you.

I know I haven't been working
here at the club long,

but I need a loan
from the employees' fund.

Right. Look...

You need to fill these out.

-Here.
-Okay.

How much can I borrow?

At the moment, up to five million tops.

Is that all?

I need ten times that.

What for?

Well...

For stuff. A personal project.

Can't you make an exception for me?

I'm sorry, Fabián, but I can't help you.

You know your uncle gave the order...

you can't get special treatment.

You understand, right?

If I do it, it's my ass.

Tell your wife that's a hideous tie!

What did he say?

He just talked a lot of drivel.

He will only lend me five million.

What? Five million?

No, Fabián, Jacinto would laugh
in your fucking face.

Couldn't you ask one of the players?

Those guys are loaded.

Flaco, you idiot. That would look bad.

Leonardo Villegas's son panhandling?

I'll lose face with them.

Plus, it's a lot of dough.

I FOUND ARNOLDO AT BOGOTÁ AIRPORT,
I'VE SECURED HIM

Yes!

Fabián.

I just saved your ass, you hear me?

Remember my cousin from Bogotá,

the one we sent Arnoldo to work with?

Good.

Good!

Very good, Flaquito.

That bastard will pay
for selling me out to the Antioquians.

Go pick him up.

I can't, Fabián.

I told Mr. Hugo I'd pick up
that guy arriving from New York.

What about Arnoldo?

I'll tell my cousin to bring him here.

And then we'll talk to him, man.

Unit 421 to Unit 693, do you copy?

I copy you, over.

We found the guy you were looking for.

He was on the road to Palmira
five minutes ago.

-What do you want to do?
-Give me that.

Follow him and grab him.

-Let me know when you have him.
-Yes, sir.

Having the taxi drivers on our side
is panning out perfectly.

Yes, sir.

PALMASECA AIRPORT

Hugo, thank you for the endorsement.

No, Jaime. It was my pleasure,
you know how it is.

-What's up, Mr. Hugo?
-Hey, all good, Flaquito?

-The suitcase, boy.
-Meet Jaime Sandoval.

He'll run the organization's
security from now on.

-How are you?
-This is Flaco.

He was in charge of security till now.

He answers to you now.

I see, man. Nice to meet you.

We have our work cut out for us.

We'll learn a few things, right?

Yes.

Like how to pick someone up
at the airport.

Anyone could pick us off easily.

We are totally exposed.

You heard it, Flaco. Listen to the expert.

So, do you have a car, Flaco?

This way.

Thanks, man.

What's up, Uriel?

I'm sorry about this reception,

but we should sit down
with the people of the court.

What do you know about Allen?

He's with President Barco
and the US ambassador.

The bombings will strengthen
the case for extradition.

So, let's get down to it. Who calls who?

All right.

She's beautiful!

OUR LORD OF MIRACLES CLINIC

Right?

Oh, doctor!

-Hello.
-How are you?

-Fine, thanks.
-Doc, how is the baby?

Can I take her now?

The baby is fine,

but we can't take her out
of the incubator yet.

She's not developing as we expected.

-I see.
-How much longer?

I think one week.

No, one week is too long.

We can't wait,
we have to take the baby now.

-Cindy, sweetheart...
-It's too long.

It can't be helped, we need to wait...

Marlén! Don't you see that at any moment
they could put a bomb in here?

What does she mean, Mrs. Marlén?

Are we in danger for having the girl here?

How can you say that, doctor?
Of course not.

Don't worry.
She's very nervous and stressed

after giving birth,
but everything will be all right.

-I promise. We'll wait...
-I'm taking her!

-We need to wait until she...
-I'm taking my baby!

Cindy, calm down.

We are going home.

It will be all right.

Let's go. Thank you, doctor.
And don't worry, it's fine.

-Hmm, okay.
-Let's go.

-The baby is alone.
-No, honey.

VILLAHERMOSA PRISON

Welcome to Cali, Sandoval.

Thank you, Mr. Emanuel, Mr. Leonardo.

Thank you for this generous job offer.

You know you have
a difficult mission, right?

Yes, sir, I understand.
Mr. Hugo briefed me already.

I have a detailed list of the assets
and people I need to protect.

The sooner we respond to those bastards

and take them off the field, the better.

Right.

And for this I request a budget account
to hire a combat team.

Ideally, ex-military or ex-cops,
willing to do anything.

Money is no problem.
But get the best of the best.

Yes.

Whatever it takes
for this war against Medellín

to end soon, with us on the winning side.

We need Pablo and all his allies...

dead, do you understand?

Yes, sir. You can count on it.

CALI - BOGOTÁ ROAD

My brother was pleased with you, Sandoval.

And that's not easy.

That's true.

We needed somebody like you
in the organization.

Hey, Flaco,

why don't you take Sandoval to the house?

Go, leave your suitcases.

No need, sir.
I'd like to start right away.

Mr. Hugo said you bought a funeral home.

-We did, why?
-I'd like to see it.

-Okay, let's go.
-Gentlemen, good news.

Hmm?

The taxi drivers captured
the reporter who planted the bomb.

What did I say? The taxi drivers!

Let's talk to that punk,
see what he has to say.

Mr. Emanuel, allow me. I'll do it.

Let's go.

Thank you.

You can't take Cali out of the girl.

Nor her bodyguards.

I can see like five guys in that car.

Oh, sweetie.

Your dad wouldn't let us go
without bodyguards.

And I too feel safer this way,
having somebody to protect me.

Protect you or keep tabs on you?

It's possible.

But you know we're not safe anywhere.

I can't trust anybody.

Look what happened with your work friend.

He turned on us.

Mom, do you think they will hurt him?

Sir, this place is ideal
for our headquarters, don't you think?

Who would suspect a funeral home?

True. I'll arrange it
so that we can meet here.

Mr. Emanuel, forgive me!

Forgive me, Mr. Emanuel, forgive...

We are talking. You were saying?

We also need a place to store
ammunition, weapons, explosives.

Okay.

-Víctor, right?
-Please!

I beg you to forgive me, Mr. Emanuel.

-I didn't mean to hurt anybody.
-No?

You didn't?

You put a bomb in a place full of people.

Including my wife and daughter.

-I'm sorry...
-My wife and daughter.

-Forgive me, Mr. Emanuel...
-My wife!

And my daughter!

Mr. Emanuel, sir.

I just want to confirm,
were Pablo's men...

behind you planting that bomb?

A man from...

A man from Medellín
talked to me at the radio station...

He kidnapped my mom.

He said he'd dismember her
if I didn't help him plant the bomb.

I had to. Forgive me.

Forgive me. I had to.

Did he have a car?

Yes. Yes, a red car.

It was a red car.

Do you remember the plate?

Yes, I saw it.

I saw it.

Hey, the taxi drivers
could help us locate the car.

The plate!

PW...

1076.

All right.

And that dude Sandoval from the US
thinks he's some hotshot.

Because he went to a military academy?

Stop it, Flaco. What's it to you?

-Less work.
-That's not it, Fabián.

I can't end up being a nobody.

I was always loyal to your family.

Stop it, you sound like a jealous chick.

They're here.

You know what to do.

We need to press Arnoldo
to get the goods and my bike back.

Relax, I know how to do that.

Come on, hurry,
we've been waiting for a while!

Did he wear you out? Hurry up!

What's up, cousin? How are you?

-You look good, cousin.
-Oh, no.

Enough with the kisses. Where's Arnoldo?

There, in the trunk.

BASED ON THE BOOK
EL CARTEL DE LOS SAPOS

BY ANDRÉS LÓPEZ

Subtitle translation by: Pilar Dueñas