All language subtitles for Pablo Escobar El Patron del Mal.S01E27.en

THOSE WHO DON'T KNOW THEIR HISTORY
ARE DOOMED TO REPEAT IT

ESCOBAR, THE LORD OF EVIL

BOGOTÁ,
DECEMBER 18th, 1986

EL ESPECTADOR'S
DIRECTOR MURDERED

Cami, please.

It's okay.

They will find out eventually.

Yes, but not today.

They won't understand that grandpa
appears in the newspaper.

And Adelaida?

It's different with her.

They will find out anyway.

Yes, and we won't keep it from her,

but if this is hard for us as adults,
for her it's even worse.

Angela, let's go outside.

I don't understand. I can't believe it.

Yesterday everything was normal.

And from one moment to the other,

they took dad away from us.

I know, Cami.

I don't understand.

Why am I dressed so elegantly?
Are we going to mass?

No, dear.
We're not going to mass.

What is it then?

It's just that today you have to look
elegant and pretty.

Yes, I know. But why?

Hello, honey.

Hi, grandma.

You look lovely, and very elegant.

Grandma, where's my grandpa?

Dear,

your grandpa is in heaven now.

That's why you have to dress elegantly,
because we have to say goodbye to him.

Did he go on a trip?

Yes, honey. A very long trip.

Why didn't he say goodbye to us?

That's what your grandma said, honey.
We're going to say goodbye to him.

But grandma said
he's already in heaven.

How are we going to do it?
Over the telephone?

The independent position of El Espectador

is quite solid.

There's a certain political class
that doesn't like that,

because when they are in power

they try to change our way of being,
and the way we think,

eliminating the advertising
of certain institutions,

such as, the official ones.

Pablo.

Who are we hiding from now?

Who told you we were hiding, Patricia?

We are not?
What are we doing here then?

We are protecting ourselves
from the false accusations

thrown against us
by our political enemies.

Pablo, for the love of God!

Do you know how many
children that journalist had?

Five!

Do you know how many grandchildren?

Seven, for God's sake!

Is that right?
Congratulations to Mr. Guillermo Cano.

Why are you telling me that?
Did I kill him or what?

Paty, listen. Look at me.

You have to understand
we are being the victims of a political,

vile and miserable persecution.

I can't let the government
extradite me to the U.S. unjustly.

Do you want your children
to have no father?

Don't you say that.

How can you say that, Pablo?
Do you want that?

- I don't want it either.
- Nobody wants that.

Then what?

You are my wife, Paty.

I need you to be helpful, affectionate,
and to support me in everything I do.

- I've been a good husband and father.
- God, Pablo.

- What am I doing if it's not that?
- You're unfair to me.

For God's sake.
Here I am, supporting you.

Look at me here, supporting you.

Listen to me.

If you are so convinced
I'm a miserable murderer,

call the police right now and tell them
I'll be in the pool playing with Emilio.

Go ahead, tell them.

Now nobody will doubt
what The Extraditables can do.

We're talking loud and clear now.

Listen, gentlemen,

I think the country isn't
what it used to be after the attack.

There are still many things to do
and many bullets to be shot.

- Isn't that right, Pablo?
- That's right, Mariachi.

Hi there.
How are you all?

What do you mean, Mariachi?

According to you,
we have to keep pushing.

Isn't today's news
good enough for you?

The director of the most important
newspaper of this damn country is dead.

I'm sorry to contradict you,
Pedro, but he's not dead.

We killed him.

Exactly.

I think the government
and the country got the message.

Man, I'm just saying
we have to keep killing extraditers.

It's the only way to put
an end to the problem.

Exactly, Herber.

With this new hit, we will show
the country that our military objectives

aren't only focused on journalists,

politicians, judges,
magistrates and the police,

but also on every person against us,

including those cowards
that already left the country.

I'm not following you, Pablo.

Clearly, no one in this country
can mess around with us.

But abroad?
Who are we talking about?

Don't you remember Lara Bonilla's
replacement in the Ministry of Justice?

There you have it.

How many times did we hear him say
he was a businessman and a merchant

in the Congress of the Republic?

How many times?

This picture that proves
Pablo Escobar's real business

is cocaine trafficking,

as Minister Lara said so many times,

and for which he was foully murdered.

Of course, Ernesto Chacón.

He was the first one to extradite
the first fellow men to the U.S.

Exactly!

When he left the Ministry,
he went running to hide,

begging for an embassy abroad.
To be more exact in Europe.

Typical of those bastard politicians.

At this moment, Mr. Chacón,
is installed in Budapest

as Ambassador to Hungary.

I'd like to see the President's face

when he realizes how far
our "tentacles" can reach.

Cheers to the Tentacles.

Cheers, man.

Wait a minute, gentlemen.

I can't believe this.

That man's blood is still warm
and lying on the floor,

and we are planning
to do more stupidities?

Listen, Pedro,
It's the only way out, man.

That minister owes us one, bro.

I know he owes us one, and he'll pay.

But let's wait.

Let's postpone the attack.

Listen to me, Pedro.

When there's not the slightest chance
of being extradited to the U.S.,

we will stop hiding.
You can bet on that.

But, Pablo,
there's no such threat today.

It doesn't exist today,
but it could exist tomorrow.

I hope that after
Mr. Guillermo Cano's death,

the government will be smart enough.

But if the government insists
with this extradition nonsense,

then I'm determined to go through
the diplomatic channels.

We will have a diplomatic gesture
with the government,

sending them as a gift in a box

the corpse of Ambassador
Ernesto Chacón.

Emilio!

Let's see who can hold his breath
underwater the longest!

Today, Colombia lost not only
one of its best journalists,

but also an extraordinary father

and an even better grandfather.

Somewhere in Colombia lies the dark being

who didn't care about any
of Don Guillermo's human qualities,

and decided to end his life
and to dismember his family.

We ask you, God, Our Lord,

to receive with open arms
the human being knocking on your door,

but also to touch the hearts of those
who assume a divine stature on earth

to make them understand
that this is not the way.

That little priest really talks
a lot of bullshit, man.

Guys!

Come here for a moment
so we can talk, okay?

Yes, let's talk for a moment.

Hello, Don Marcos.
How are you feeling?

Man, I'm so happy with the news.

It makes me feel proud
of the Medellin Cartel,

an organization
to which we all belong, right?

But I'm gladder that
we solved our problem.

Well, Don Marcos, with total certainty,

I can tell you that
everything is fine between us.

Excellent, guys.

Because I have a confession to make.

I can't imagine having
you two as my enemies.

God forbid!

Us, your enemies, Don Marcos?

No way.

May Mary bless our souls.

It's just that you nearly killed us,
and I couldn't just stand still.

Man, I totally understand,

and that's why I want to take
the chance to apologize.

That night I was out
of my mind, you know?

Besides, that bodyguard
really pissed me off, brother.

I didn't mean to harm you.

All right, Don Marcos.
We're glad you admit your mistake.

Let's start fresh. Everything is okay.

Very well, guys. Same here.

We should thank Pablo
that helped us fix the situation.

Those are the real friends,
the ones I value.

I guess that's all. We are cool, right?

Right, Don Marcos. Good to see you.

The Medellin cartel killed him.

Because of what he published
in El Espectador.

What kind of country is this?

A person kills because
of what another one writes.

- Granny?
- Yes, honey?

Did all these people
know my grandfather?

Well, they knew what he did.

As you know,
many people read the newspaper.

Why are they waving
those white handkerchiefs?

Because that is their way
of saying goodbye to him.

I want one too.

Okay, I'll get you one.

Daddy, if grandpa is in heaven,

why do we have to bury him?

Grandpa is dead, right?

Oh, my dear.

As you all know,

Don Guillermo Cano was
the soul and spine of this newspaper.

But as Nene says,
and despite it hurts,

we must carry on without him.

That's what he'd want.
For us to keep on doing what he started.

What he started, as Nicky says,
and the reason he was killed,

was speaking openly
about the Medellin Cartel

and the drug trafficking.

Work we will continue doing.

Now more than ever,
we are going to insist on that issue,

both in the information pages
as well as in the opinion pages.

And as you will understand,
it's still too soon for the family

to make a decision regarding
the newspaper's direction.

We are hoping to get together
very soon to make that decision.

Yes.

Meanwhile, Nene will be in charge.

I figure we're all going to the protest.

Yes. That protest is for
all of us journalists.

Not only El Espectador,
but all of the media.

We are going to tell those criminals
not to mess with us.

Thank you very much.
Thank you, Nene.

Excuse me.

Is it okay if I write this chronicle?

Yesterday thousands of people
accompanied the journalists of Bogotá

to support them in the slogan
that opened the protest.

"Crime will not silence us!"

With this, they wanted
to show Colombia

that a country with no press
is a silenced country,

lost and uninformed.

At the same time,
it was a message to the criminals.

The same people
who killed Guillermo Cano.

That act does not imply
the media will be silenced.

And that they will stop denouncing
the existence of drug cartels,

their main bosses,
their criminal activities

and their felonies.

The Dean of Colombian journalism died,

but fortunately,
the press is still alive.

Silent marches all over the country.

So, Mariachi,

what is that little animal worth?

Let's see, Pablo.

I could give you that beast
for 50 million pesos.

50 million pesos?

That's right.

Come on, Mariachi.

Do you know how many hippos
I can import from Africa

with 50 million pesos?

What can I say?

Will you ride a hippo?

Have you ever seen a hippo gaiting?

I'll tell you what,
take the horse and give it to Daniela.

Tell her it's a gift
from her uncle Mariachi!

Really, Mariachi? Thank you.

I'll take it then.

- Boss.
- Thank you, son.

Go for a walk.

Hello?

We are ready to work.

We'll work in any country of Europe.

Listen, the package is in Budapest.

Perfect.

We'll just need some time
to make a good plan.

Take as much time as you need.

But do me a favor and get it done
in less than two months.

How much money
is there for this job?

Well, that's for you to decide.

You tell me how much
and we can work it out.

All right.

I'm surprised by the reaction
of all the newspapers of this country.

Why are you surprised?
They had to support us.

Yes, of course.

I'm glad they support us,
and that they put the interview on air,

and that they made a call to silence
for 24 hours, that's great.

Well then, Mother,
what is it you don't like?

That they are doing it now,
and not before.

Your dad was the only one who dared
to confront the Medellin Cartel.

He denounced them. The others kept quiet.

That's why they killed him.

Because he was the only one
telling the truth without fear.

The rest of the media were afraid.

Anyway, they did silence
the country for one whole day.

It seemed like a significant act to me.

They could have done nothing.

They could have done more.

That's all I'm saying.

I try to think about
everything you are saying

but my head has been in the same place
since this tragedy began.

Don't you feel there're a lot
of things you never told dad?

Something as simple as "I love you."

I never did it.

Now I know I'll never be able to do it.

Cami, he knew it.

Mom, I love you.

I love you too, Mom.

And I love you all.

Let me show you something.

This is the most
beautiful thing in nature.

To feed an animal
with your own hands.

Come here, Emilio. Pay attention.

Take the carrot
and put your hand like this.

This way, the horse can easily eat it.

That's why we call him the Mariachi.

Because of his love for horses
and for Mexican folk music.

Put your hand like this.

All right, sweethearts.
It's time to go to bed.

Come here, honey. Come here, doll.

Wait, Paty.
We're doing something.

The kids don't want to go to bed yet.

Oh, a little more.

Do you want to stay, Emilio?

- A little longer.
- All right.

I'll tell you what.

In a moment you'll take them in,
you'll bathe them,

you'll put their pajamas on
and you'll tuck them in bed.

Good night. God bless you.

Bye, little doll.

Wait, Paty.

Are you going to leave just like that,
without saying goodbye?

- I already said good night.
- No.

You should say goodbye
to your husband the proper way.

How's that?

Yes.

Come on, Emilio. Let's go to bed.

Let's go to sleep now.

We're all tired.

It's time to go to bed, honey.

Not yet, Daddy.
I want to see grandpa on TV.

That's a very late interview.
You won't stay awake.

I will, Daddy. Please.

We've reached a consensus
between the journalists

regarding an issue
forbidden by self-censorship,

by self-control,
or for fear for our lives.

That issue is drug trafficking.

Do you believe that's true?

I could talk from
my newspaper's point of view

and from my point of view.

I have not received any
kind of threats from drug traffickers,

even though my column discusses
the issue and is dedicated to it,

because I believe, Cecilia,

that drug trafficking is one
of the country's most serious problems.

I do know people
who write in other media

who received death threats,

I also know some of them
who have been murdered.

And this undoubtedly affects
freedom of the press in this country.

Yes, of course it affects
the freedom of press,

because we, journalists,
have to live with these threats.

I leave this newspaper every night,
and I don't know what's going to happen.

"I leave this newspaper every night,
and I don't know what's going to happen,"

that's what Don Guillermo Cano said
the night before he left El Espectador

and was murdered
by two gunmen on a motorcycle.

Our broadcast finishes now.

We wish to remind you
that starting as of now,

no media throughout the country
will release any information whatsoever.

Good night.

Nothing.

There's no reception.

What did I tell you?

The journalists
in this country are useless.

Would you stop working?

That's ridiculous.

BOGOTÁ
DECEMBER 20, 1986

EL ESPECTADOR'S DIRECTOR
MURDERED

BOYACA
DECEMBER 24, 1986

Pablo!

The girl fell asleep waiting for so long.

What should I do with the horse?

Leave it in her room.

What do you mean?

Tie the horse in her room,
so when she wakes up,

she sees the surprise.

Do it.

Gentlemen.

No one is here yet, man.

How are you?
What is new, Mariachi?

How are you, sir?

I'm grateful for the invitation
to your house,

and even more grateful
for the girl's horse.

It's my pleasure. Enjoy it.

So, Don Herber,
you came dressed as "Rambo"?

Pablo, I'm very grateful to you
for having invited me to this celebration.

You know these dates
are difficult without the family.

I don't wish this on anyone.

Yes, I know, Herber,
but you've nothing to thank me for.

You are a part of our family.

Oh, dear.

Pablito, your words flatter me.

I also wanted to tell you

about this guy--

Thank you.

About this guy in Budapest.
Everything is going well.

Excellent, Pablo.

There's something
I wanted to tell you.

We are going to have a celebration
on the 4th of February.

So I'll be waiting for you all.
It's going to be a big celebration.

Perfect, Marcos. February 4th.

I'll be the first one to get there.
You can count on me.

Paty, he's all yours.

What's new, ma'am?

What's new, Don Pablo?

Why the long face?

It's just my face.
What can we do about it?

All right.

I just can't stop thinking
about the Cano family, Pablo.

I feel so sad for them.

Bury a loved one in December?

What a terrible thing.

Yes, I feel sad for them too.

Thank God our family is okay.

I love my children so much,
and you too, you hear me?

Very much.

But you know something?

If God gave me the chance
to go back in time,

I'd do everything I can
not to fall in love with the neighbor.

This one is for grandma. Give it to her.

For Uncle Fernando from Santa Claus.

For Adelaida from Santa Claus.

Give me that one.

For Uncle Guillermo from Santa Claus.

Thank you.

This one is for...?

And the big one is for Angela.

It's so heavy!

So heavy.

You're welcome.

This court understands the urgency
of the government of wanting to amend

the extradition treaty with the U.S.
that this court did not endorse.

However, the new treaty that it aims
to establish cannot be corrected

by simply replacing the signature
of the former President

with the signature
of the current President.

Therefore, the Court
reiterates that legally,

there is no extradition treaty
in effect with the U.S.

Thank you very much.

The government's efforts were of no avail.

At least they did something
and didn't just sit there.

The government knew
that this extradition issue

is much more complex than
signing a poorly made treaty.

We must keep a firm hand
against the cartel.

They've already killed one of us,
tomorrow it will be other people.

But how, Fernando?

This was the only hope we had for
Don Guillermo's murderers to be punished.

We still have hope.

We must push the government
to keep on fighting against the cartel.

And cross our fingers so that the Medellin
mafia doesn't kill someone else.

They can do it.

Clearly, their strategy is to intimidate
the government with big blows.

All right, less talking more working.

Congratulations for your new role
as co-directors of the newspaper.

You have a great responsibility
on your hands.

Fine, Nene,

but I hope you'll keep on helping us.

And giving us your advice.

Like your dad, you're assuming
the direction at an early age,

but don't you worry,
you can count on me

and my lectures, okay?

Look.

How cute, Granny.

Do you like them?

Yes.

Thank you, Granny.

This is not a gift from me,
but from grandpa.

He was keeping them

and was going to give them
to you as your secret friend.

My grandpa was so nice.

He knew you would
like them very much.

I know how sad you are.
I am too, but we must be calm

because he is calm and happy
watching over us from heaven.

Yes, of course.

Come.

BUDAPEST, HUNGARY
JANUARY 13, 1987

Mr. Chacón!

Do you think the government
will stop bothering us

with the extradition, Pablo?

I certainly hope so after
what happened in Europe.

When is Marcos Herber's party?

February 4th.

I guess we're going to go
to that Rumba, right?

I don't think we should, Gonzalo.

Why?

Trust me.

I know why I'm telling you.
It's better not to go.

First, second, third and fourth.

Shift to neutral again.

Now you can start the car.

There you go.

Push the pedal.

Like a man.

You have to be comfortable.

Ready, boss.

Emilio, let's turn off
the car for a moment.

Go to the house and we'll continue
with the class later, okay?

- Thank you.
- I love you.

What's new, boys?

How are you?

- Very well, sir.
- Chili, man.

So, did you get those men I requested?

Yes, sir. They are in the car.

I can introduce them to you
whenever you want.

Chili, I'll ask you once again.

Are these people reliable?

Can we put them
in the organization's payroll?

Of course we can, boss.

Absolutely.

They are completely reliable.

Look what happened with Mole.

He showed determination
and look where he got.

Boss, you know I'm unique.

Are they really that good, Chili?

No, boss.
They're not good boys.

They are very bad boys.

They look like saints
but they are the very same devil.

They are a unique pair.

Ask them to do anything and they'll do it.

They'll do anything, boss.

Fine, let me talk with them.

If things go well,
you know you'll get your tip.

Good.

Oh, listen, guys.

I also need you to get in touch
with Marcos Herber,

and tell him that I will be pleased
to provide the support staff he asked for.

And don't put those faces on.

How are you, guys?

Good afternoon, boss.
This is my brother Cain.

Nice to meet you.
I'm Kiko, at your service.

And why do they call you Kiko?

Because of some things

you will get to know later on.

It's a pleasure to meet you, guys.

Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria.

Thanks for letting us work for you,
Don Pablo.

May God, Our Lord,
and Saint Jude bless you.

Thank you.

Thank you, bye.

Take a look at the editorial
of this magazine.

I'm sorry to interrupt,
but I have a scoop.

Do you remember Crisanto Perez?

The trafficker accused of giving
a check to Rodrigo Lara

when he was campaigning for the Senate?

Escobar's partner,
from the Amazon.

Wasn't he involved
in the murder of the correspondent

in Leticia because
he was being investigated?

Dad always said that
that's why they killed him.

He was captured in San Andrés.

Such is the government's commitment
against drug trafficking

and Crisanto Perez is a drug trafficker
who will be brought to justice

to pay for his crimes,

and I warn you,
he won't be the only one.

We will capture all of his
most important partners and collaborators.

Pablo Escobar and all
of the Medellin Cartel people

that have caused
so much harm to our country.

Mr. President,
will Perez be extradited?

At the moment, the extradition
is not an option in Colombia,

therefore, the answer is no.

Then what are you planning
to do about it?

Mr. President,
excuse me for a moment.

Mr. Chacón was nearly killed abroad.

That is all for now.

Excuse me.

Mr. President!

Do you have any news?

What happened, Mr. President?

This series is freely adapted from
La Parábola de Pablo by Alonso Salazar.

Based on news articles and real events,
the historical facts are surrounded

by fictional characters and dialogues
that recreate undocumented situations.