All language subtitles for The.Snitch.Cartel.Origins.S01E57_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.

POLICE HEADQUARTERS - CALI

Think about it, Sandoval.

You don't get a chance
like this every day.

Look, I know your government is obsessed
with taking the Villegases down

and sending them to prison,

but if I help you,
I'd be betraying my bosses.

Yes, but for a good cause.

For me, loyalty is non-negotiable.

Sandoval, listen to me carefully,

my government has authorized me
to make deals with people like you.

But if you don't accept,
it will be worse for you.

You're looking at many years in prison.

I understand you have principles
and I can respect that

because you hardly see that anymore,

but think about it,

what if the situation were reversed?

Do you think the Villegas family
would be as loyal to you

as you are to them?

They've been good to me so far.

You said it yourself, so far,

but we don't know
what could happen in the future.

Don't you remember they
turned their backs on Colonel Gutiérrez

with the Diana Turbay thing?

Think about it, Sandoval,

because the question here isn't
if they'll betray you...

it's when.

Thank you, Agent Mathews.

Have a good day.

So, are we going to sit here in silence?

Is anyone going to talk?

Is my notebook going to stay empty?

Colonel Gutiérrez,
what information are you after?

What do you need to know?

Mainly, we need to know

where the Villegases are right now.

Where can we find them?
Where are they meeting?

Maybe... at Mrs. Marlén's house?

That's Leonardo and Emanuel's mom.

We have that information already.

It's just difficult to get close

because there are people
ringing the warning bells.

Bells... you know. Ding-ding, hmm?

I'm willing to help you...

if you help me and my daughter.

-Your daughter?
-Her name is Linda.

She's two and a half
and lives in that house.

Why is that?

Because Wilmer Villegas is her dad.

They took the girl away from me
when she was born.

And I always wanted to get her back,
but it's been impossible.

Good thing we were ready.

I almost had a heart attack.

Easy. We've got everything under control.

We're tough people.

Sir.

Yes, sir. Yaneth is here.

I'll put her on.

Yaneth, how are you?

Tell me, how did it go with Belalcázar?

All good, boss.

He completely fell for it.

Perfect.

However, he did say that for him
to accept me as an informant,

I'd have to give him
very good information about you.

Of course.
He won't settle for anything less.

Well, if that's what he wants...

we'll give him some juicy data.

Which data?

We'll give him our exact location.

You'll go to Mrs. Marlén's house, okay?

You know what you have to do, right?

-Yes.
-Good.

Gentleman, go with the lady.
Don't get lost.

And you, Mrs. Fabiola?

Are you going to say anything?

Are you going to stay quiet?
Will you not cooperate?

The American talked already.

She's helping.

So?

Are you going to help me
by sparing my son from prison?

Yes.

There's still time, ma'am.

Barely.

We need that boy to come here
to the house immediately.

Fabián, honey?

I need you to come to the house urgently.

Please, come.

Stop!

-Stay back!
-What's going on?

-What the fuck are you doing here?
-Turn around!

Leave me alone! No, wait!

What the fuck are you doing?
I'm a Villegas!

What do you need? Money?
I can give you money!

Gutiérrez, do me a favor
and tell these assholes to let me go.

Fabián Villegas, you're under arrest
for the possession and sale of narcotics.

Gutiérrez, you liar!

No, that's not mine! I didn't do anything!

Now, you're going to deny it's yours,

when it's in your house.
Even your mom says it's yours.

Gutiérrez, you liar! You're a liar!

Fabián, I made a deal with him!

She says she didn't say anything!

-Wait, Gutiérrez!
-Let me through!

-Let me through!
-Mom!

Wait! Mom!

-Gutiérrez!
-Mom!

You and I had a different arrangement.

-Mom!
-Fabián, honey.

Ma'am, as far as I remember,
I didn't sign any documents with you.

Did I, Aponte?

I gave you my son under one condition

and you're betraying me,
Gutiérrez, don't lie.

I told you, "We'll see what we can do."

And we couldn't do anything.

-You bastard.
-Let's go.

Go to hell! You'll regret this, Gutiérrez,

when I tell Leonardo what you did!
You liar!

Gutiérrez!

You liar!

Did you talk to Sandoval?

He didn't sound convinced. He won't do it.

I explained every option,
but he's too loyal to the Villegases.

What's important is that he knows

we're giving him options, you know?

Speaking of options,
how did it go with the new informant?

Good.

Good, I think we can
get information from her.

I still put her to a test.

Belalcázar.

Colonel, it's Yaneth.

I have some information
you'll be very interested in.

Tell me, Yaneth.

It appears that Mr. Leonardo

is staying at an estate outside of Cali.

Give me the address, please.

Of course, yes, sir.

Thank you, Yaneth. We'll check.

Carmona, tell your people to get ready!

We've got him.

VILLAHERMOSA PRISON

This man that just arrived

is Fabián Villegas.

He is Mr. Leonardo's firstborn.

Take care of him, Vallejo.

You got away with it today!

But us Villegases don't stay
in places like this for long.

Stop with the threats already.

You're in a shitty situation
and there's no toilet paper.

Oh, yeah? Come face me if you dare!

Tell everyone this was a setup!

Fabián was taken to the same prison

where, years back,
his father Leonardo had been.

Even though the Villegas brothers

had tried hard to keep their children
from following the wrong path,

the story was repeating itself.

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

VILLAHERMOSA PRISON

Colonel, it looks as if
there are no guards. Over.

I do see a truck,
but no people are inside.

Are you sure
this is the address, Colonel? Over.

This is the location we've got.

Listen. We'll surround the estate
and go in.

Negative, Colonel.

But they were here.

I like your new house, Fabián.

Listen, you fucker,

you planted those drugs to mess with me.

My house was clean. This shit is a setup.

Oh, enough. Stop whining.

You know the drugs were yours.

What are you talking about?
Where the fuck did you get them?

Before we went to your house,
we stopped by your warehouse

and emptied it out.

Nice and delicious bananas.

You should sell bananas
instead of heroin, right?

Gutiérrez, I'm warning you,

I'm a Villegas.

My family won't just sit around.
And once they get me out,

you'll get what's coming to you.

Let me tell you one thing,

I've known for a while now

that you, Leonardo, and Emanuel
don't get along.

What makes you think your dad and uncle
will get you out of this mess?

Look, you've got two options.

It's either you stay
in this wonderful place,

or you'll tell me where to find
the Villegases.

Think about it, buddy.

You don't owe them your loyalty.

Do you?

We found this, Colonel.

This is important.

Got it, let's pack this up.

That means the informant is trustworthy.

I got a message.

"The Search Bloc fell for it.
They're at the estate."

Good.

-We got it!
-This is great.

That means Colonel Belalcázar
trusts Yaneth completely.

Good stuff.

-Good.
-Good.

FABIÁN GOT ARRESTED.
- FABIOLA

What is it?

What's wrong?

Fabiola.

Fabián got arrested.

What?

No, Gutiérrez, I have no idea

where Leonardo and my uncle could be.

Like you said, we don't get along.

You know there are houses,
stores, apartments, and estates

that we still haven't searched.

They must be hiding
in one of those places, right?

Well, yeah, but they're always moving,

it's hard to pinpoint their location.

Come here.

I'm so tired of listening to nothing.

You either tell me something interesting

or I leave you here to rot, okay?

No. Wait.

Wait.

I can give you the location
of my grandma's house.

They go there a lot.

We have that information already,

but it's useless,
the neighborhood protects them.

Talk! Talk once and for all!

There has to be a place like
the funeral home where they used to meet.

I can give you information
on their accountant.

His name is Germán Polanco.
He manages everything.

Okay, maybe. Yes.

Germán Polanco.

Where can we find Polanco?

He has his own office
at the Pan American's headquarters.

I saw him when I worked there.

But, Gutiérrez, come back.

What about me? Are you going to help me?

-Hello?
-Fabiola,

tell me about Fabián's arrest.

Colonel Gutiérrez showed up with some men

and, while he was interrogating
Cindy and I,

some men went in through the back

and planted some drugs to set up my boy.

They said he's involved in trafficking.

Are you that clueless?
What planet do you live on?

-How did you fall for that?
-What do you mean?

I'm telling you it all happened very fast.

They took our boy to Villahermosa prison.

You have to help him get out,
please, Leonardo.

Fabiola, listen.

When Fabián was born,

I told you very clearly

I needed that boy
to turn into a decent man.

What happened?

Fuck off, Leonardo!
You were always missing.

With the example you set,
what did you expect?

I'm begging you, please,
get your son out of prison.

Help me. You can't leave him there.

He's too young.

Please, don't leave him there,
Leonardo, please.

I'll see who I can send to help with that.

Thank you.

Wilmer.

-No.
-Wilmer, son.

-No, screw off.
-Help me, Wilmer.

You're asking me to help that moron

after everything he's done to me?

No, Uncle. No.

Wilmer, listen to me.

I know it's hard for you,

but we can't let Fabián
talk to the police.

He knows a lot about us

and he can get us in trouble.

I said no, Uncle.

-Wilmer!
-But, Wilmer...

It's not for him, it's for us.

But we have to let everyone know.
They could go after anyone.

Preparation and cook time is 45 minutes.

Hello, Mrs. Marlén. How are you?

Hello, dear. Fine. I wasn't expecting you.

Oh, yeah. I'm sorry.

-I want to see my girl.
-Yes, go. She's in her room.

-Okay, thank you.
-Sabanera potato...

peeled and sliced.

For the bechamel sauce,
one spoonful of butter.

It was only a matter of time.

If we'd gotten there ten minutes earlier,
we would have caught them.

Yes, at least we found good evidence.

We have to check all the maps
and documents found.

Colonel.

-Excuse me, sir, I have information.
-Yes.

Colonel Gutiérrez is leaving right now

for an operation with his men.

-Do you know where?
-Negative, Colonel.

Go and tell your men we're leaving.

Yes, Colonel.

-Good afternoon, sir.
-What's up, Sandoval?

Is it true Fabián got arrested?

How about that?

I hope he doesn't talk to the police.

I hope not.

I hope not.

I can't stop thinking
about the heroin though.

Fabiola said Colonel Gutiérrez
planted the heroin

to frame him.

But if the cops suspected Fabián,
it's because they knew he was trafficking,

it wouldn't make sense otherwise.

He knew perfectly well
that we wouldn't get into that business.

Heroin is poison.

But knowing him like I do,

I'm sure he got into the business

just for the sake of being a contrarian.

In any case, you're going to Villahermosa.

Find out all the gossip.

Okay, Sandoval, how did it go with Uriel?

Fine, sir.

I installed call recorders
without Uriel noticing.

Now, I have to go back
to change the tapes.

Good.

Let me out!

This shit is a setup! Let me out!

Shut up, dumbass!

Shut up, asshole!

-Fuck all of you!
-Shut up!

Shut up or we'll fuck you up.

Let me out!

PAN AMERICAN SPORTS CLUB - CALI

Polanco, what's up?

Did you know Fabián Villegas,
Emanuel's nephew, was arrested?

I just heard.

You're instructed to go to your office

and get rid of every
accounting book there.

I don't know how you'll do it,
but you need to get rid of them.

There can't be anything
for them to investigate, got it?

Look.

Shit!

Are they onto us?

Files, boxes.

-It's the cops.
-What do we do?

Run to the office,
hide those papers wherever you can.

But hurry, I'll see what I come up with.

Oh, my god.

Sofía, hurry.

Connie, I've called many times
and I get sent straight to voicemail.

What's going on?

At least page me so I know you're okay.

Bye.

Hello?

Wilmer, what's up?
It's Mónica. I can't talk for too long.

The police just got to the Pan American

while I was talking to Polanco.

Tell your dad he couldn't get rid
of the papers.

He couldn't do anything.

They're onto us, so, let him know.

Fuck! Hello? Mónica?

Mónica!

-What's wrong?
-Fuck! It can't be!

-What's wrong with Mónica?
-They're at the Pan American office.

No! I can't believe it!

We have to move fast. Mónica says
Polanco is still at the office.

Should I take care of it, sir?

Yes, go. Go with Flaco.

Stop that shit, Sandoval.
Come up with something, stop it.

And take care of Mónica!

This is fucked up!

Nobody move.
Nobody touches a single paper.

-You can't come in without authorization.
-I have a search warrant.

Search warrant. Come on.

Good afternoon. How are you?

How can I help you?

Are you...

Miss Colombia, the queen?

Mónica Valencia. My pleasure.
I'm the Pan American's manager.

Pleased to meet you.
Colonel Gutiérrez, police.

Colonel Gutiérrez, how are you?

Tell me. Is there a problem?

I'm looking for Mr. Polanco,
the company's accountant.

Polanco?

No, it doesn't ring a bell.

I think it does ring a bell.

I mean, I'm not here
for your autograph, queen.

No. I wasn't going to give you one anyway.

I'm here looking for Mr. Polanco,
the company's accountant.

Where is Polanco?

What was that?

What happened?

Stop! On your knees!

On the ground!

Hands where I can see them!
Let me see them!

Don't move! Stay still!

What's up, gentleman?

Colonel, he was trying to escape.

It's Polanco.

Oh, Polanco!

The Villegases' accountant.

So?

I imagine this is all of the Villegases'
accounting documents,

right?

-Talk!
-No.

I don't know.

-I was packing things up.
-Talk!

What are you doing?

What are you doing here?

You've been pretty clueless lately.
You need to be careful.

Mr. Polanco.

You and I need to talk.

Take the cuffs off.

Wait, Belalcázar, this is my arrest.

I'm a higher ranking officer than you.

The gentleman is coming with me.

Mr. Polanco, I'm Sam Mathews, DCA.

From this moment on,

I'm the only person
you're going to talk to.

-Gómez.
-Sir.

Pack everything up.

I'll take that too.

-You heard him.
-Let's go.

Good afternoon, ma'am.

Cool. Now what?

Let them do whatever the hell
they want to do.

That was probably one of the worst days

in the history
of the Villegases' organization.

The house of cards was collapsing,
card by card.

And the day wasn't over.
There was one more blow to come.

I'm Colonel Gutiérrez
from the National Police.

Drop your weapons
if you don't want problems.

-Mrs. Marlén, don't come out.
-What's going on?

Ma'am, I'm Colonel Gutiérrez,
National Police.

I know who you are.

I don't care if you're King Pickles,

this is private property. Get out.

This is a house of honorable,
decent people.

You have no business being here.
Especially at these hours.

This is a search warrant, ma'am.
I can search the whole house.

Jiménez, Pérez, go inside.

Wait. You're not going anywhere.

Blanquita!

The phone is dead!

Who are you going to call, ma'am?
Your sons?

Tell them to turn themselves in.

I'm calling our family lawyer.

Look, ma'am,

my men are entering the house

and these guys should drop their weapons
if you don't want problems.

Blanquita, check if there's
a phone off the hook.

Cindy, what are you doing?

Jiménez, Pérez, walk the lady
and the baby to the car.

Lucho, don't let them go.

Cindy, give me the baby.

She's my daughter.

Besides the search warrant,

we have a judicial order
to recover Linda Villegas,

who's being kept in this house,
and give her back to her mom.

Mrs. Marlén, call now!

Lucho, let them through.

This isn't over,

Wilmer won't let you take his daughter.

Tell your sons Colonel Gutiérrez was here.

Tell them to stop hiding,
there's nowhere to go.

If not, they'll die.

Let's go.

Mrs. Marlén,

the phone in the baby's room
was off the hook.

This Polanco thing is fucked.

They caught us with our pants down.

Fabián?

Apparently, he knew more than we thought.

This is messed up, seriously.

That Colonel took us by surprise

and I was terrified,
I didn't know what to do.

Honey, this isn't your fault.

Don't worry.
Besides, the books are encrypted.

But Polanco can decrypt them.

He wouldn't dare betray us.

Oh, no?

Are you absolutely sure?

I'm absolutely sure.

Wilmer, son...

you have to talk to Polanco,
wherever he is.

We can't let him cooperate with the cops.

Relax, Uncle. I'll take care of that.

-Hello?
-Wilmer.

They took her, Wilmer.

Grandma, calm down, I don't understand.

Who did they take?

Cindy came with the police
and they took the baby.

What's this? What am I, five?

There's nothing else?

Attention!

So you'll stop staring
with those stupid faces!

For the ones who don't know who I am,
my name is Fabián Villegas.

Yes, the Villegas family that rules
this town.

I'm warning you, don't even think
about messing with me

because, if you do,
my family will come for you

and you and your loved ones
will pay with your lives.

Got it?

I hope I was clear.

Who does this fairy think he is?

All in all, you gave us good data.

Leonardo Villegas was at the estate.

If we had gotten there

ten minutes earlier,
we would have caught him.

I told you I had good information,
Colonel.

I think you could use this.

Thanks, Colonel.

I could really use it.

There's more if you keep cooperating.

Who should I contact?

Me. Like you've done so far.

Oh, okay.

In that case, Colonel, sure. Count on it.

I trust you completely.

You're a decent man.

Besides, you're very brave.

Your wife is a lucky woman.

Well, if that's it,

I'll call you if I have new information.

Be well. Talk later.

Excuse me.

Wilmer, dear! Any news?

Lucho, look over there.

-What? What happened?
-Cindy!

Cindy!

Where is she? Cindy!

Anything, Lucho?

Nothing, sir.

Where the fuck are they?

I'm not in the mood for bullshit, Fabiola.

For your sake,
I suggest you don't hide them.

-Where are they?
-Who? Where's who?

You expect me to believe that you
don't know that Cindy took my daughter

from my grandma's house?

No, I had no idea.
Besides, I'm only thinking about Fabián.

Don't fuck with me!
If you want trouble, you'll get it.

CALL THIS NUMBER: 2762300
- CINDY

Give me a phone.

Give me the phone!

Caycedo and Cuero Police Academy,
good morning.

Good morning.

This is Counselor Wilmer Villegas.

I need to speak to Cindy Williams.

One moment.

What the fuck were you thinking?

How dare you take my daughter
from my grandma's house?

And with the cops, fuck!

Wil, please, listen. Calm down.

Don't think that you'll get away with this

just because that asshole Gutiérrez
is helping you.

I'll get my girl back
no matter what it takes!

Let me explain.

Explain what, Cindy? Shit!

I did it for us.

Us?

Stop dreaming, you idiot, there's no us!

There could be.
We could be a family again.

Just forget about the bad times.

You've lost your mind, right?

No. Things here in Cali
keep getting worse.

They're after your family.

Fabián is in prison already.
Do you want to be next?

Enough, Cindy! I'm sick of your bullshit!

Listen to me. I'm warning you.

If you take my girl out of Colombia,
you'll see my bad side,

and you'll have a motherfucking problem!

Wilmer... Oh.

Listen. Let me explain my side.

What do you want?

Fabián got sent to prison,

and I know you two don't get along,

but he's your cousin.
Please, don't turn your back on him.

My heart is broken. Help me, please.

What?

You should have taught your idiot son

that family comes first!

For all I care,

that piece of shit can spend
the rest of his life in prison!

That motherfucker! Fuck Fabián!

-Lucho, we're off to the police academy.
-Yes, sir.

I hope they take Linda out of the country

and you never see her again!

Fucking lunatic!

Motherfucker!

POLICE HEADQUARTERS - CALI

I'm not talking
until my lawyer gets here.

Lawyer?

You mean Wilmer Villegas?

Yes.

You see,

that's Emanuel Villegas's son,
he's on our watchlist too.

Sooner or later,
we're going after him too,

and who's going to help you then?

Who?

It's only a matter of time
until they're all behind bars.

But you...

You can save yourself.

I can't help you, agent. I can't.

This is not about helping me,
it's about helping yourself.

If you decide to decrypt
the Villegases' accounting books,

the American government
will provide asylum and protection

for you and your whole family.

New identities.

A new life in the United States.

Wouldn't I go to prison there?

You'll be a free man,

with a new identity.

That's the offer
and I'll only ask you once.

If your lawyer gets here
and you haven't made up your mind,

I'll take the offer back.

It's up to you.

You saw what happened to Fabián.

They caught him.

And the snitch started talking

in less than five minutes.

Polanco was arrested.
We're in a tight spot.

What worries me

is that Wilmer will probably
visit Fabián in prison.

What if the idiot decides to tell him

we ran a heroin business
behind the brothers' backs.

No.

It would ruin our venture.

Exactly, Flaco.

You have to figure out how
to stop that from happening.

We don't want any more problems
with Leonardo.

No, relax.

Just relax. I'll talk to Fabián
to make sure he doesn't talk.

Take care.

How could they take
my granddaughter like that?

I didn't see it coming, dear.

Cindy showed up with the cops
and they took her.

There was almost a fight
between the guards and the cops.

It was awful, dear.

Okay, calm down.

Wilmer is taking care of it,
he'll fix it and get her back.

Now we have something else to worry about.

What?

Sandoval.

Mrs. Marlén, my men say

there are undercover cops
watching the house.

The same thing is happening

at the pharmacy's main branch,
at the club's offices,

at Hércules, at the radio station.

We're letting you know
so you can stay alert.

What does that mean? Can't we meet?

Not for now.

We're pulling our strings
with the government

to see if they'll get off our backs.

And the Christmas dinner?

Mom, think...

I think we'll have to cancel, Mom.

Oh, no. I'm not canceling.

Mayerly is coming.
Rosario and Raquel too, from Bogotá.

No, sir. They don't owe anyone anything
and neither do I.

No, why? I'll host that dinner.
For whomever is here.

Well, have a great time.

VILLAHERMOSA PRISON

-What's up, Flaco?
-All good?

I imagine you're here for Fabián Villegas.

That's right.

Look, Flaco,

you and your bosses
need to know something.

Things aren't like when Leonardo was here.

Warden Jáuregui was investigated

and is doing time for corruption
in La Modelo in Bogotá.

I got away by the skin of my teeth.

Well, good for you, right?

What I mean is, things aren't like before.

What we did for Leonardo,
we can't do for Fabián.

-No one wants trouble.
-Relax, pal.

We're not asking for anything
out of the ordinary.

I need you to give him this note.

Come on, pal. Don't leave me hanging.

It's all good.

Hello, Corporal?

What's up? It's Calavera.

What's up, man?

The legendary Calavera. What's up?

Where are you calling from?

Don't tell me you're calling from prison,
like the song says.

You know I still have four years to go.

Four more years?

Oh, buddy, four years is nothing.
Time flies fast.

Besides, you have to be grateful
you didn't get a life sentence

despite the number of men you killed.

Listen to me.

We've got a new guest.

A Villegas boy. Do you know him?

-One of the Villegas kids.
-Yes.

Really?

Which one?

Not that idiot Wilmer, huh?

I've been looking for that dumbass

to shoot him between the eyes.

No. He says his name is Fabián.

Oh, Fabián.

That moron?

We used to be friends, but not anymore.

He was bragging this morning

and he was bullying everyone
in the cafeteria

saying if anyone messed with him,
they would die.

That's bullshit,

he doesn't get along with the family.

I figured, you know?

And what about the North Valley cartel?

No.

He's not with us anymore.
He only works for himself.

That asshole is lonely like a satellite.

Can we kill him, then?

Yes, do it.

Get rid of him. But...

if you do kill him,

let us know so we can thank you.

Make sure it's enough to get some girls.

We'll be in touch, Corporal.

I'm sorry to interrupt, ladies,

but you're talking
right in front of my cell.

Fuck off, dumbass.

You fuck off. Get out of here.

If I see you again...

Hey, Fabián.

What is it?

They sent this.

CALL ME AT THE WAREHOUSE URGENTLY
FLACO

Give me some change to make a call.

-Gosh.
-Please.

Hello.

Flaco, what the fuck are you doing
in my warehouse?

There's nothing here, man.

The cops took everything.

Yeah, I knew that. Gutiérrez told me.

Relax, then, Fabián.

I'm calling because I want to talk to you.

Oh, yeah? What do you want to talk about?

Listen.

We know you snitched.

They went after Polanco last night.

They arrested him
at the Pan American office.

You don't say.

What did they ask you? Tell me.

You all turned your backs on me
and now you want my help?

You have to understand,
the situation is serious.

No one thought you'd get caught.

Oh, please! You don't give a shit
about me being here.

You only want to know
where they will go looking for you.

What else did you tell them?

Tell me. What did they ask you?

Listen, if you're thinking about talking
about our business

with Mr. Hugo and Mr. Nacho
behind your uncle and dad's backs,

this will turn into a shit show,
you have no idea.

Oh, yeah? This is already a shit show!

So it's all the same to me!

On second thought, we could make a deal.

What do you want?

Peach palm with honey and salt,
you dumbass!

Isn't it obvious?

I want to get out of here.

Pay whoever just to get me out of here.

Look.

We'll help you. It's fine.
Relax, but stop talking.

And one more thing.

I need money to survive in here.

Immediately, Flaco.
If not, things will get even worse.

POLICE HEADQUARTERS - CALI

Miss, I'm Counselor Wilmer Villegas.
I'm looking for Germán Polanco.

-I'm sorry, who?
-Germán Polanco!

-I don't know who that is.
-How can you not know?

He was arrested yesterday
and brought here.

He must be with that gringo named Mathews.

There! Polanco!

You better keep your mouth shut,
for your sake and your family's.

I'm here. I'll take care of it.

-Polanco! Come here!
-Counselor.

You can't speak to Polanco.

Fuck off, gringo, I'm his counselor
and I can speak to him whenever I want.

I'm sorry, you can't speak to Polanco.

He signed a deal
with the American government.

Is that true, Polanco?

That's bullshit, you dumbass gringo.

In fact, we're off to the airport

because Polanco is flying to Miami
to meet with the DA

to start cooperating.

You'll regret this, Polanco!
Do you hear me?

Gutiérrez! I've been looking for you.

Did you take my girl?

Wilmer.

I've been looking for you too.

If you're referring to the girl

that was being kept
at Mrs. Marlén's house,

yes, we've got her.

"Kept"? What do you mean?
Linda is my daughter, that's her house.

That's not what her mom said.

Her mom is irresponsible,

she couldn't do her job as a mother.

That's why I asked my grandmother
to help me take care of her.

You must know that every story

has two sides, right?

Listen,

the great Colonel Gutiérrez,

I demand that you give me
my daughter back. For your sake.

You should be grateful.

The girl is here with her mom,
eating, sleeping,

we're protecting her,
we're keeping her safe.

You're welcome.

I won't say it again.

Where's my girl?

Listen.

Look at where we are.

I don't give a fuck about where we are!

Why don't you sit down with me

so we can talk calmly and negotiate?

I need to know things.

Okay, Gutiérrez.

Okay.

What did you think?

"We'll take this idiot's daughter,
we'll fuck him up

and he'll turn his back on his family."

What a deal!

Congratulations.

You want to negotiate?

You know what?

Fuck you, motherfucker!

Pérez.

Sir.

Follow that man.

-Don't let him out of your sight.
-Yes, Colonel.

ONLY THE MAN ENTERS, NOT THE CRIME

Do I look like your mom or what?

You asshole.

Enough!

All good.

He's all messed up.

Take him to his cell.

Take this one to the infirmary.

BASED ON THE BOOK
EL CARTEL DE LOS SAPOS

BY ANDRÉS LÓPEZ

Subtitle translation by: Ana Grasso