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Promise me you won't tell anyone.

Don't worry.

The cockroach, the cockroach

Cannot walk anymore

Because it's missing Because it doesn't have

Its two little back legs

Is this what you wanted?

-Yeah! -Yummy!

But you have to save it for tonight.

-Okay. -Don't give me that, "Okay."

Don't lie. Grandma tells me everything.

Take 'em. There you go.

-After you eat! -Yes.

-After you what? -Eat!

Very good!

I already let Palacios and Borges go.

They went to the showers and then the cellblock.

Very good.

I always say

punctuality and neatness

are key to efficiency.

Unbelievable.

Could you tell me again why the hell you couldn't stop it?

I tried to talk him down, but he never listens.

You know how crazy your brother gets.

-And you? Nothing? -No.

You're useless, man!

You gotta be kidding me!

God-fucking-damn it!

Where is that son of a bitch?

Buddy! Diosito!

Where were you, asshole? What did they do to you?

Jesus fucking Christ!

What did they do? Where were you?

I'm fine, Mario. Just chill out, man.

"Just chill out"? Are you dense? We were all worried.

I almost got into it with two guards, asshole.

-Do you want a medal? -No, I don't.

Tell me if they did something to you! I want to know.

-Wanna know what they did? -Yes.

They strung me up…

hit me with batons…

Let me go!

And hosed me down with cold water all night.

All that over a little squirt of water?

You're a pussy.

What, you Colombian prick?

-It was a joke… -What?

-Let go of him! -Fuck you, asshole!

-What's your deal? -Let go!

They fried the two neurons left in that thick head of yours!

Go fuck yourself!

Go to hell!

You can all go to hell!

You were asking for it, dumbass.

Times seven…

What's the total? Goddamn it…

Two.

How the fuck does this go?

-Got a cigarette? -Yeah, take one.

Carry the zero…

Zero, three…

Thanks.

You're welcome.

That's all you get.

From me, at least.

Can I say something?

What you think you left behind is gonna come back and hit you.

Right in the face.

What's your problem?

You think I owe you something?

I don't owe anyone anything.

You think you can lecture me since you gave me clothes?

No. Don't get it twisted. No lecture.

You're surrounded by problems here.

That's the last thing I want. See?

I'm not looking for friends.

I lost the ones I had. You know all about that.

I'm not the same dude.

Can't you see I'm studying? You interrupted me.

They disappeared, baby.

-You pulled some strings. -Here.

What's with the face? You came to brighten my day.

Who brightens mine, Mario?

Remember the gardener? That jackass ruined my garden.

I had to threaten him, so he'd fix it.

My poor baby. She suffers so.

What a shitty life.

We got a house in a nice area, and you complain.

Did you pay Claudia?

-Just did. -All good?

You know how people are.

Did Gladys pay you?

Yeah, fucking peanuts.

Why?

She says she's out of cash. Can you believe that?

They bought a house, clothes…

I'll talk to Mario.

"I'll talk."

They take you for a chump.

Talk to Mario.

Calm down.

-I'm calm! -I'll handle it.

Good, do that.

No, stop. Don't go. Don't get mad.

Don't be like that.

-Hey. -Hi.

What happened?

Want me to say I fell?

I don't want you to say anything. But I don't know what to do.

I couldn't see you before, and now this. There's gotta be a way for me to help you.

Look at me.

Just take care of the kids.

I spoke to a well-connected lawyer.

Maybe he can help us.

Don't spend money on that.

I'm gonna be here a while, and no lawyer, no matter how connected, can change that.

So what do I do?

Nothing?

I just sit here and wait?

Good morning.

Shit!

Sorry, Father.

I'll get out of here.

No worries. Stay as long as you like.

Why?

I don't know. That's up to you.

The thing is, I didn't come here… for any particular reason.

No need for a reason to visit God's house. But something brought you here.

Surely, it's something you need to share.

What's your name?

Diosito.

-Excuse me? -I mean…

Juan Pablo.

Juan Pablo, you…

you don't have to talk.

If you don't want to

or if you can't.

It's not that I don't want to.

The thing is…

I can't…

I don't know how…

Let me see if I can help.

The thing that brought you here,

is it something you did to someone, or something they did to you?

No, I don't know…

Yes, you do.

Yes, I do.

If you are repentant,

God forgives you.

Always.

But, Father,

if God always forgives…

why'd he do this to me?

Why didn't he forgive me for the things I did?

I can't forgive like God.

He is God.

I'm just Diosito.

There are things I can't forgive, Father.

What… they did to me,

they'll pay for it.

I don't forgive.

The ones who did it will pay.

I swear, Father.

They'll pay for it.

I swear.

"He seeketh Liberty, which is so dear, As knoweth he who life for her refuses."

What kind of assholes do you work with? They cleared out the area. I almost died!

You, alone, handled three guys?

Aren't you too near-sighted to fight like that?

Should I have let them cut my throat?

Nobody is slicing me!

You're forgetting something.

The special treatment for you and your people

is in exchange for you keeping those animals under control.

Look at me. I'm talking to you!

Did you move from your post

and leave Coco on his own?

Yes, sir.

My wife called me.

Did your son die?

Did you have phone sex? Did you rub one out?

Tell me. She just happened to call?

I don't doubt you, Víctor.

But, objectively, you did not fulfill your duty.

Your actions put the life of one inmate at risk

and led to the death of three others.

I won't kill you

because he has enough problems.

Thank you, sir.

Move in the shadows.

Handle it.

I want him out of here for good.

Do we have web access?

Yeah!

Well, great.

-We have free porn, Father. -No…

Right, sorry.

No, it's only good for typing.

For the letters that go to court.

It looks like a lawyer wrote it. Great job!

It's probably shitty, but let's see.

Where'd you learn to write like that?

On my own.

I get bored easily, so I read, write.

I helped my siblings finish high school.

I'm a private tutor.

That's great!

Father.

Can I ask you a question?

What's it about?

There's this line from the Bible, but I don't know which part.

What is it?

"He seeketh Liberty, which is so dear…"

"As knoweth he who life for her refuses." Yes.

That's not from the Bible.

It's from a literary treasure called

The Divine Comedy.

Yeah, that thing's a brick.

-It's not that big. -Nothing funny about it.

The whole line is

"He seeketh Liberty, which is so dear,"

"As knoweth he who life for her refuses."

Pérez, Galvan's looking for the priest. Is he with you?

Affirmative.

Galván's looking for you.

See you around.

Is that book here?

Here…

all the books are super old, so maybe.

Let's look.

There it is.

The Divine Comedy,

four-eight-five.

Where's that?

Should be over there. Let's see.

No…

Three…

Should be around here.

I think it's down there.

-Four-eight-five? -Yeah.

Should be here, but it's not.

-You sure it's here? -Yeah.

What's with the line? Where'd you hear it?

Lose something, teddy bear?

I almost killed you, faggot.

I told you a thousand times. Don't call me "faggot."

You hear me?

I fucking missed you.

So now you act all sexy.

You ignored me all afternoon.

Don't be so dramatic, man.

You know my hands are tied.

Should I make out with you in front of everyone?

Hey, fine by me.

Does Coco suspect anything?

Yes.

He says you're Juliet, and I'm Romeo.

Very funny. You're using me.

-No, man. -As a release, satisfying your urges.

Knock it off, man. Don't start with that.

What don't you get?

I'm risking everything for you.

Unless you think this isn't worth the risk…

You know I love you.

Is that right?

Have you told the missus yet?

-It's not that easy. -No?

If Amanda finds out, my life is over.

I'll lose my job and never see you again.

And there it is.

You're the coward. There it is.

-Know what the problem is? -What?

We've been playing with fire recently.

I protect you from Coco.

I don't give a shit about Coco.

I keep the old fucker around because he's my kids' grandpa.

Know who really protects me?

Him.

My saint.

He protects you too. Here, take it.

Oh really?

Let me tell you something.

Nobody rejects Saint Sebastian.

It's bad luck.

We're all pagans.

In here, there are no gods or saints, no faith. Not even luck.

-Fuck you! -Stop.

Are you offended?

Listen to me.

If you have the guts to love me, then have the guts to make the ultimate sacrifice.

If you really love someone,

you'll risk it all.

Even if it costs you your life.

Hi.

Where's your invitation?

I've been told this pretty face can open any door.

Coco!

Your guests.

Come in. You, too, since you're his brother.

The other two stay out.

Coco, the boys…

Don't take advantage of my hospitality. The table's not big enough.

Come on.

He can't be serious.

Just hang back, please. Do it for me.

Close it, sweetie.

Grilling chorizo?

No.

I just wanted us all to be here.

I think it's important to remember

that to survive, we need to adapt to whatever comes our way.

Preaching to the choir.

After I lost my gams,

I was a thug on wheels.

And it worked.

I'd roll around town, snatching jewelry.

It was like…

But the cops got me.

Fucking assholes.

He said some hard shit.

But, in here, someone's always fucking with us.

Coco and his kids or the guards…

If not the guards, it's those Borges punks.

You're right about that.

We gotta be smart and learn to wait.

If the time doesn't come, we gotta keep waiting.

So what now?

Here. Pass 'em around.

Take a piece of paper

and write the good things in life on one side.

Someone you truly love, a trip you want to take.

On the other side,

write the bad things in life.

Something you want to leave behind.

For example,

as something beautiful, I'll remember a friend of mine.

Pedrito Pedraza.

For the bad things in life,

well, that's personal.

All right.

By burning these papers,

we hope that the best parts of life are illuminated

and the worst parts

are over, burned, and in the past.

-Right? -Bro, I burned my mom!

You're gonna get life for murder.

You really think you lit your mom on fire with that?

You don't know shit about spirituality.

Don't fight. Go on. Get outta here.

What's up?

What's up with you, bro?

What's with the circus?

The paper, the fire…

Who are you, man?

See how easy it is to manipulate people?

That's what we need.

Mysticism.

"Mysticism."

If you haven't noticed, César,

you have an army of dudes here

to make Borges pay for what he did to Pedrito, the Kid,

and Susto.

To all of us, bro.

It turns out

that whatever the fuck his name is, Pastor,

is right.

What's the word on that?

"Mess with one, mess with all of us."

What if we start something? I'm tired of waiting, man.

Well, that's why the Borges brothers are smarter than us.

You're still too impulsive.

You didn't burn the paper.

No, I'd rather keep all that shit inside, man.

Damn, that chicken looks good!

My girl's better than any cook on TV.

You got something to say?

Nothing. Shut up, bitch.

-Thank you for inviting me, Coco. -My pleasure.

-Eduardo? -I don't know.

What a jackass. He's never here when he needs to be.

Your brother doesn't talk much.

He's having a rough day. I don't know, he's shy.

-My apologies. -Okay.

Let's begin.

-What? -You look like you're starving. Stop.

Lord,

I thank you for the food we are about to receive

and for watching over us every night.

Amen.

I ask you that if death should take us in slumber,

let our stomachs be full and our hearts at peace.

Amen.

-How about now? -Wait, man.

Save some room for dessert.

Put that away, you idiot!

So here's the problem.

Galván…

has zero tolerance for product.

We run the shop, meet inmates' needs and all that,

but when cocaine appears, Galván,

he sees it as a mortal sin.

Pardon the interruption, but do you listen to him?

He bailed on you the other day.

And if you're not afraid of mortal sins,

we can get you primo stuff.

We'd have to be sneaky, so they don't find out--

You gonna drop it from a helicopter?

Zip it, dummy.

Please, continue.

There's a laundry room here.

I asked around and found out

one of the clients is the public hospital.

Damn, Borges is quick!

Really quick.

Yes.

And I have connections in the hospital.

So we can

put the blow…

Give me strength to stand up against silence.

…truly grade A Colombian snow.

We'll need a good cover.

Hello!

Our pal Borges has a fix for something you've never been able to handle.

You're late. Where were you?

I went to the john. Is that allowed?

That must've been some shit.

-Watch your mouth! -Stop.

We'll talk later.

Please, serve yourselves.

And cheers. To life.

-Cheers, Coco. -Cheers.

Pass me a leg.

That chicken smelled good.

Don't remind me, bro.

Don't remind me.

They have no right to treat us like that, like we're the scum of the earth.

But that's what we are.

The problem is those guys are, too, but they forgot.

They didn't stand up for us.

Didn't we all get locked up together, Barny?

Yeah, we did.

But Borges isn't our last name.

Gladys made that very clear today.

She just tossed a couple bucks at Claudia.

Gladys bought a new house but says she doesn't have money.

Is that so? Do they owe you too?

Yeah.

I gotta send a lot of cash to Colombia.

My brother owes a lot of people, and they're making my mom pay.

The boss, Don Mario,

he's whining, saying he can't help me out.

There you have it.

That is not fair.

They take us for chumps, Colombia. Chumps.

Can you believe the janitor went in and found her on her knees

before the honorable member of the legislature?

Dusting his microphone!

Are you telling me

that in the hallowed Chamber of Deputies of the Nation

that chick was on her knees at the bench

sucking the man's dick?

-Exactly. -No!

Yeah!

What kind of chick would do that?

A chicken head.

But don't you worry.

According to the polls,

you'll be able to enjoy such pleasures and many more.

No, fucking forget it.

I want to work.

It runs deep within my veins.

I like to work. Prisons, security.

The stench of inmates, I don't know.

I want to keep doing what I'm doing. Period.

Posts aren't forever, Minister.

I know.

Antín, you're a very smart guy.

How about a plan B?

Be straight with me.

Tell me to my face.

Do you have a candidate for the Ministry of Security?

I mean, in case you win.

Someone who's agreeable, skilled, experienced, and dedicated?

Very well.

If you want to switch sides, this must be your campaign contribution.

That's a ton of cash!

I have to contribute that?

The rules have changed. Now we all contribute.

All of us.

We all contribute?

Go shove your piece-of-shit contribution

up your fat ass, you slimy fucking scumbag!

Hey, you call that a welcome? What happened?

Wasn't talking to you, dummy. To the shit stain that just left.

Why the hell do I always pick the losing team?

Who cares who wins?

Who cares?

It's all going to shit no matter who wins. This country needs hard workers.

You know what? You sound like some fat, old cranky bitch of a neighbor.

Nice to meet you, Miss Rosa.

I don't fucking care about the country. I care about myself.

My estate, my money.

My work.

I busted my ass for 40 years to get here.

I don't want to leave.

What are you gonna do without a job? You gonna sell churros?

Do you think you'll turn tricks with that face?

You'll starve to death!

What can we do?

Get the cash Marconi says we need to contribute.

But where? Who do I have to squeeze?

Let's take a walk around Puente Viejo.

What a mess. Clearly, reading isn't popular.

Looks like there are fleas.

You sure it's here? We looked everywhere back there.

You got something better to do?

If you're busy, I'll come back.

Do your thing. I'll keep looking.

I'm gonna help César finish high school.

You don't have to explain shit. What's wrong with you?

-Go easy on the kid. -I'm not talking to you.

I am talking to you.

I don't want trouble, but lay off him.

Sorry.

Sorry, I was helping him find a book.

What book?

The Divine Comedy.

Look at you.

Listen up.

It doesn't matter how nice and caring you are, how much you help people,

or do this, that, and the other.

If they have to sell you out, they will. Got it?

Can we start?

Where were we?

I finished the stuff from last time.

Let's look at the tables.

THE DIVINE COMEDY

These numbers.

See?

THE DIVINE COMEDY

-What do you want? -Go.

Stop! What do you want, asshole?

-No, stop! -Get inside!

-I'll open the door. -Get inside!

-Inside, now! -Stop!

Where's the money?

-Relax! You're agitated. -The cash!

You want money? I have some in my purse.

No!

-Pull the trigger. -Stop. Relax.

Don't fuck with me!

No, this is stupid.

I know you buried the money.

Take that!

Come here, fatty!

-No! -Come here!

Enough, fatty. Get over there!

Go on!

-Stop. -Like hell I will.

Stop!

Stop!

Over there. Bend over.

On your knees.

Right there, fatty.

Fuck you!

-Shut up! -My husband's gonna kill you.

-Me? -Yeah, he'll bury you.

-I'm not agitated. -No.

No!

I hadn't noticed how pretty your eyes are.

What are you doing? Leave, you animal!

Get out! No!

Stop!

-Shut up. -Come help us!

It's gotta be here.

-Leave. -You call me a bitch?

Don't you dare.

-Oh yeah? -Leave now!

-I'm gonna fuck you. -Get out!

No!

You son of a bitch!

-You like that? -Get out!

You feel that?

-Call me a bitch. -No.

Come on, man. Hurry up.

We gotta keep digging!

Get out, you fucking scumbag!

-What? -Leave!

Get out, you pig!

You fucking asshole!

You smell so nice.

Please, no!

-No! -Stay still!

Come on!

-Let's see. -No!

Here it is!

When's the last time you did it?

Get out!

No, get out!

-Look. -No!

Please, leave.

-Let's see. -No!

No!

You'll pick up Luqui, right?

I don't have time.

After class, I have a meeting with the school principal.

Don't worry.

I have to submit some forms, and then I'll get him.

I may get there a bit late.

No, try not to be late.

He'll be waiting alone outside. He gets nervous.

Okay, don't worry.

Can we chat when you have time?

Sure, what is it?

I'm kinda worried about you.

I don't really get what's going on with Miguel, but--

Yeah, you don't.

So please stay out of it.

Please don't twist my words.

I have absolutely nothing against him.

But it looks like your world revolves around him.

If you knew what it was like there, you wouldn't say that.

You're right. I don't know what it's like there, but I do here.

In this house.

Mabi, what do you want me to say?

Miguel is very important to me. I'll never leave him.

So please don't bring this up again.

I'll get Luqui, so you can take him to school.

Everything needs to be set, guys.

As my dad says,

"God sees all,

but man doesn't."

What does that mean?

Galván shouldn't suspect a thing.

We'll get the product your way.

I'm gonna say this once, slowly.

You guys handle the connect at the hospital and the suppliers.

We'll clear out the laundry room and let you do your thing.

Got it?

Think again, bro.

Only our people will be in here working with us. Got it?

I didn't get a word you said, Colombia. Do as you're told.

Hold up.

What you can do

is figure out which CO gets a bonus.

Fine. We'll talk to my dad.

What's up, baby?

What the fuck are you doing?

Don't come up behind me like that ever again. Got it?

Chill out!

Now you've stepped to me a second time. I didn't do shit, asshole.

What's your deal?

What's your deal?

Next time,

I won't ask. You hear me?

I'm fine.

I'm fine!

Nothing is wrong!

Nothing!

I am fine!

It's all good.

I'm sick of this shit!

We always gotta fight for what's ours, watch our asses!

No, Colombia.

There must be another way. I don't know how, but there must be.

It is what it is.

We don't have a choice.

At least you're a Borges.

You're guaranteed a seat at the big boss's table.

I can't take this shitty life anymore.

Understand? I don't want it anymore.

Hi, sweetheart!

-Hi, babe. How are you? -Hey there, baby.

Hello…

-Hi, honey. -I brought pastries.

I love pastries!

Did you make them?

No, sweetie.

You think I just hang out all day?

No, I was just asking.

Pastries…

Yours are the best.

Wow, it's sunny in here! Did you sleep with a vampire?

-Take 'em off. -No.

I didn't do my eyes.

So what?

You're just as sexy without makeup.

Just eat, Mario. I'm being serious. Stop busting my balls!

I'm being serious too.

Lose the sunglasses, babe. Or is that a problem?

Who did this to you?

Sit down.

-Who the fuck hit you? -I'm fine. Sit.

-That prick! -I'm fine. It doesn't matter.

-It doesn't? -There's something else.

-What else? -Something.

-What? -Some guys broke in.

They took the cash for the bribe.

Un-fucking-believable.

I'm 100% sure, no doubt, that prick of a gardener tipped them off.

And, well, one of them

beat me up, that fucking asshole.

Those sons of bitches.

We gotta get that cash back, fast.

But for what they did, I'll force feed them oatmeal rectally.

Enough! I'll find them.

I will!

I never get a single minute of peace in here.

First, Diosito. Now this.

What the fuck do you want?

-My kidneys? My balls? Fucking tell me! -Stop.

What happened to Diosito?

Nothing.

-What? -He fucked up and got punished.

It was a royal fuck-up, even for him.

And that prick Antín is squeezing me.

I will help you get rid of that prick.

And don't worry about these bastards. I'll handle it myself.

-Love you, babe. -Me too.

I talked to Ramón,

the priest in the chapel. He said we could do it here.

Sorry, do what here?

Baptize your daughter.

Mari's getting baptized?

Wow, that's news to me.

Did I say I wanted her baptized?

What are you, a communist?

An anti-vaxxer?

A hippie?

We are all members of the Roman Catholic Church.

People of faith.

The Roman Catholic Church is fine, but I'm not into the sacrament thing.

Deal with it 'cause it's settled.

Hey, thank you, Coco. Really.

But I'll handle this. First, I'll talk to my wife.

I already did.

But--

Honestly, Coco,

I'm trying really hard,

and I mean no disrespect.

Seriously, Coco.

But I don't like you getting involved in my marriage one bit.

Know what you need to do? Take care of your wife.

You gotta understand

that a wife that's neglected

will leave you.

She's mad you don't pay attention to her.

What else? Clearly she talks to you more than her own husband.

Why the fuck is she going to you?

She can't keep her damn mouth shut.

I'm her father, and she trusts me.

The next time you talk like that, I'll rip out all your teeth.

Give my sister some love, you bum!

You know the word "bum"?

See? They stick their noses in my marriage. Fuck off!

You better! We know how Lore likes to party!

What's your deal, asshole? Talking about my wife?

You gonna hit my little bro?

Wanna go, Brother-In-Law?

Enough.

You're a lousy husband,

man,

and son-in-law.

What are you good for?

Nothing.

So, if you're useless,

why would I want you around?

Go on. Beat it.

Get out.

The great Marito Borges!

Wait over there, kid.

A gem.

"Marito" my balls.

Hey now!

Am I missing something? Is something bothering you?

You never miss a thing, Antín.

They fucked me and my wife over.

I'm gonna handle it.

Don't start with the soap opera melodrama. I'm in a rush and having a rough day.

I hope you called me here to say when you're coughing up the cash.

Not the cash.

My cash.

My dough.

Listen to me clearly.

I always do.

Shoot.

You're not getting a fucking dime.

No?

Enjoy what you already stole and say, "Bye-bye. Adios."

How do I handle my monthly outlays? My expenses?

Right, you have lots of expenses!

And I'm a government employee.

Top level.

Of course.

Look, Antín. I got something that'll bring in some serious green.

If you're in, you'll scrape together enough for your sex change operation

and a trip to Hawaii.

Lots of green? Count me in.

It's time to feed the Puente Viejo vacuum cleaner.

And I'll kick out Coco.

Coco has Galván's protection?

-Yes. -You have the firepower for him?

-You're sly! -No, you don't.

I don't have the firepower yet.

But I'm very patient and slick enough

to make sure the fat fuck that runs this nuthouse won't kill me.

Yeah, and you have me.

Daddy's here.

Daddy-o!

He'll watch your back.

Papa Antín!

Look at you!

You really want to throw on a suit and run this shithole.

The son of a bitch knows me so well, like we were girlfriends in grade school.

Antín.

Are you in, or are you gonna keep busting my balls?

I'll bust your balls till the day you die.

But I'm in 'cause you're the best partner ever.

Behave.

Antín!

I can't stay here.

Make them lessen my sentence, or let me come and go. Do it.

I'll get you a life sentence.

Put your back into it, Antín!

You son of a bitch, Antín.

What a shitty day!

I'll leave you to it.

Don't touch yourselves. This shit's toxic.

What? Are you turning tricks now?

Cocksucker.

Stop messing with me, man. I want to live in peace here. Got it?

In peace?

You want peace, you fucking prick?

You tried to kill me, remember?

And you left me to die in the fire, remember?

Forgot about that, motherfucker?