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That was some party, right?

Yeah, it was. Your sister is gorgeous.

What, punk?

We already have drinks. What do you want?

Don't be cheap. Buy some.

What the fuck? I'm already buying.

Here you go, kid. Pour me one, would you?

Say goodbye to your motorcycle, bro.

I have a nice hand.

-Look. -It better be really tasty.

You hear me? Otherwise, I'm not paying.

You scared him. You scared the little bastard.

Son of a bitch!

First they killed Wilbur,

my little brother.

And now this.

So,

one afternoon, he went to the bar

where those scumbags would meet.

He shot them.

He was convinced he had to avenge his uncle's death.

Is someone hiding him?

You know how it is there.

Who'd want that problem?

Fuck! Those sons of bitches!

Camilo did what he had to do.

Blood for blood.

But now they'll want even more in return.

The whole family's in danger.

Even our cousin Malcolm got dragged into this.

Poor guy.

Poor him? No. He's a fucking dirtbag.

He's not family anymore.

You hear me?

Stay away from him.

Hi.

What's up? How are you?

Silvia turned up.

Silvia?

She says she's better. She wants a relationship with Lucas again.

Isn't that good news?

What relationship, Emma?

It's been eight years.

Regardless, it's good news that she's doing better.

And it's good that Lucas's mom wants to be with him.

You don't know Silvia.

You've never seen someone breastfeed and get high at the same time.

Then she vanished. She never called him.

I get it, but you can't stop her. She's his mom… and he's no longer a baby.

Nor is he a toy. You can't drop him when you're bored.

No, but she has a right to see him. And the same goes for Lucas.

Do what you want. There's nothing I can do from in here.

Now Silvia has all the rights.

Hey, calm down.

Listen.

I'll find out what she wants, and we'll go from there.

Okay, thanks.

Don't thank me.

I'll support and help you no matter how long you're here.

Hopefully not too long.

What do you mean?

No, never mind… I'm just being stupid. Forget it.

I'm in my own head.

Next!

How's it going? All good?

See you later.

Dickface.

-It's all here? -Yeah, bro.

Here.

What's up?

You never got back to me.

Did you forget or what?

The money? I didn't forget.

Not "the money." My money.

I know it's your money.

Are you threatening me, James?

We had setbacks. We're still short. So?

You already told me that

and what we needed to do to make up the difference.

But you know what? I'm out of time.

If I don't get my people out, they'll send them to me in pieces.

Colombia! You need way more cash than I can give you.

Don't give me that, Mario. Everything you owe me is

enough to solve my problem.

I don't know what to think, Mario.

Are you thinking, you prick? Know who you're talking to, asshole?

Where would you be without me?

That's awful, Mario.

After all the money I've made you from the business I've brought in.

You know what?

Everyone's keeping quiet.

But I always stuck my neck out for you.

I know, Colombia.

You think I'm some ingrate? I'm not.

Come on.

Those are just words.

Not actions.

Family needs protection.

And you know that full well.

That's why I look after Juan Pablo.

Come on, Colom--

Now it's your turn.

I'll take care of Diosito, like always.

But we need Don Mario Borges back.

We need our boss again.

Because today

we could use his help.

Excuse me.

Once I get this fixed,

your vision problem will be solved, Galván.

The light will be brighter.

No light will fix my vision.

Plus, this computer screen doesn't help.

Would you mind helping me with a document?

With writing it?

Sure, no problem.

Do not feel obligated. If you don't want to, then don't.

This isn't slavery.

I get I'm not a slave.

Just an inmate.

But, yeah, I'd be happy to. Really.

Happy to hear it.

Leave that. A monkey with a screwdriver could handle it.

Come transcribe what I dictate.

All right.

Go on, write.

Regarding

the kitchen supplies

that we previously ordered,

I must inform you

that we haven't received any.

Hi.

-Hi. -I'm Emma.

Silvia.

Come in.

Pleasure to meet you.

This way.

I'm nervous.

That makes sense. But it's okay. I told him you were coming.

-What did he say? -He's waiting for you.

Shall we?

-Here we are. -I'll wait here.

Okay.

Suit yourself.

Luqui…

Come on, sweetie.

Hi.

Luqui, this is Silvia, your mom.

She came to see you.

You're so tall.

Sweetie, I'm gonna go find Mica. Call me if you need anything. Okay?

You look a lot like your dad.

Do you like planes?

You know what I remembered… today?

When you were really little

and your dad would come home from work in his police uniform…

he'd put

his hat on you

and fly you…

You loved that.

He said he was training you to be a superhero.

But maybe it was actually

pilot training.

It seems crazy to wait all day for this.

Find something to do.

Sure, there's plenty to do in here.

I could clean shit,

eat shit, swim in a pool of shit…

Please.

But you can't just do this.

Why not?

You'll be brainless in two months.

Brainless?

Like a ghost?

The living dead.

A zombie.

-Know what a zombie is? -No.

Ever seen a zombie movie?

No.

A zombie's like you, but a little bit smarter.

Was that a joke? I didn't get it.

Come here.

Hurry up with that, bro. I'm excited.

What the fuck?!

The fucking pig is back, man!

You dirty pig!

-Yes. -Sorry to bother you--

Wait for me to say, "Come in."

Knock and wait.

What if it isn't a good time?

You're right. I'm sorry.

-Well, who is it? -Mr. Terratuto is waiting.

-He wants to see you. -Send in Terratuto.

-May I… -You're always welcome, my dear Terra!

-Sit. You look like shit, Terratuto! -How so?

You're thin as fuck, wrinkly, older,

grayer,

thinner… Sit.

I'm just messing with you. It's all love.

And you're still as crooked as ever.

How nice! So I'm crooked?

What brings you here, Terratuto, my friend?

Here.

The copy of Mario Borges's case file.

-Great! -His complete sentencing.

His vital records. The key stuff.

That's in here?

It was my case. It's all there.

Don't get all defensive.

"Mario Borges."

"Marital status, common law."

"Mother, Nelly Pérez Creset."

Amazing, Terra!

You look like shit, but you get shit done.

Jesus Christ. This situation is fucked up.

This shit again!

I got locked up for dealing, and they're making me do it here.

Why don't you guys shut up and do your job?

Quit whining.

Are you guys done screwing around? Should I wait?

You're a fucking pain in the ass, always policing us.

We're doing our best.

No, you're scratching your nuts.

And I gotta deliver to Coco.

I can't believe I work for that fat fuck.

Got a better idea? Getting crucified and stabbed to death?

It's not like that.

Yes, it is.

Let's have a look.

Just finishing up cleaning, sir.

This'll make it easier.

With all this construction, you'll never get rid of all the dust.

While you're doing the library, sing something, kiddo.

Okay.

By only a head, the handsome colt

Fell behind in the final stretch

And after the race He seemed to say to my face

"My friend, you'll never lose

If you never bet"

So you've hired street rats?

Is there a problem, Mario?

Yeah, I wanna clean out the love nest, so we can work in peace.

Have at it. We don't mind.

You don't get it.

Fuck off now

or you'll leave feet first. Is that clear?

-You fucking punk. -What the hell?

Fuck you, asshole!

Get the hell out.

What's your angle, man? I'm confused.

You said you were in it for the cash. But there's more to it.

You go all John Wayne in front of these punks,

but you'll end up with no cash and no Coco.

You got a plan?

Gonna burn down the joint like in San Onofre?

This is no San Onofre.

It'll be San Onofre times 20.

They'll have fireworks coming out of their asses.

All these sons of bitches.

And so will you.

I'll clear out so you don't have a fit.

A word of advice,

don't make promises you can't keep.

I'd appreciate it if you could let me by.

Now you have manners, motherfucker?

Thank you.

Prick.

Are you okay?

-What's wrong? -Have some water.

Out of breath?

No.

Out of cash, dumbass.

Have some water.

And animals can be divided up

by what they eat.

There are herbivores, which eat plants. There are…

there are herbivores, which eat other animals.

If you can't remember, think a little more generally.

If some animals eat plants,

what do others eat?

I'll get the door.

-Hi, sweetheart. -Hi.

Studying?

He's got a test this week.

Great.

How is that great?

Something to drink?

No, I was going to ask if you wanted to get ice cream.

It's a nice day out.

Well? Do you want to?

Yeah?

Great, but listen. I'd rather stay and give Mica a bath.

Wanna go by yourself with Silvia?

-Yeah. -Yeah?

Okay. Go on, then.

-Wash your hands, face. Brush your teeth. -I already brushed.

Then wash your hands and face.

Go, get ready.

Gutiérrez. Can I ask you something?

What do you want?

I need to talk to you.

Get lost, Pastor.

Wait, you might be interested.

Walk behind me.

I need a favor.

I gave you plenty of help, officer.

I need access to the laundry at night.

What?

You're completely nuts. What for?

Just some stupid shit.

"Stupid shit"? Please.

I helped you 'cause your wife asked me to.

Keep me out of your shit.

Hold on…

It's just a favor. It'll be worth your while.

Have a cigarette.

This is just a taste.

Fine.

But watch it. If I get in trouble, I'll blow one of your nuts off.

All good?

-Hi. -I didn't mean to interrupt.

It's fine.

You seen the priest?

He must be

making his rounds in the cellblocks.

I didn't think I'd see you here. Do you come to talk to Ramón?

Sometimes.

Yeah.

I owe him a lot.

Luciani got me the job here, but if it weren't for Ramón…

He's always there if I need help.

That's great.

You help a lot of people too, you know?

Arnold, me…

-That's part of my job. -Sure.

You mean a lot to many people, you know?

What's going on?

The chapel's either dead or packed.

-Are you here to confess? -No.

You holding?

What do you want?

Come on, stop fucking with me.

I don't follow.

Come on.

Let's skip the foreplay. Here.

It's all here.

Are you gonna get the girls?

Okay.

Good ice cream, right?

You don't have to talk if you don't want.

Do you live here?

Yeah, I just moved in.

Go on in.

You could at least tell me something.

Right?

What do you want me to tell you?

I don't know.

Something about your life,

about school…

EMMA - INCOMING CALL

…about Emma, how things are going with her,

about your dad.

I haven't seen my dad… in a really long time.

Yeah.

Do you miss him?

Of course you do, don't you? I'm asking.

I want to go home.

Already? We just got here.

I need to study.

I have a test tomorrow.

Well, you can study here.

I didn't bring anything.

So what?!

You talk, I talk. We can talk like that.

-I'll help you. Okay? -Emma's better at it.

But you don't know how I could help.

-I wanna go home! -Don't yell!

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to raise my voice at you. Okay?

I'm sorry.

But I can help you too. That's what I mean.

Look at me.

Those assholes kept threatening you.

He'll show up.

How's Camilito?

Good.

Listen.

Shut the fuck up and listen to me!

You'll do what I tell you.

No one leaves the house until I say so.

Got it?

Got it?

And relax, I'll get the fucking money.

All the fucking money. Do you hear me?

What the fuck, man?! I almost ripped your head off.

What's up?

I'll give you some ammo if you're gonna whip out that gun.

You're so cute.

Come with me.

Come on.

Stop that.

I don't get why she won't pick up.

When she sees it, she'll call.

I called 20 times. She's not checking her phone.

I told you not to trust her too much.

I don't like her, and Miguel warned you.

Why else would he not want her to be alone with him?

But she's his mom.

I get she wants privacy, but she should pick up.

She was gone for eight years. Eight.

That's her.

How are you?

Okay, come on.

-Go on. -Ciao.

-Wait. -What?

Here.

Please.

Please, I know it's not your thing.

But it will give me peace of mind. Please.

Yeah…

Like that, baby?

Where the fuck did that asshole go?

Let's run. We're fucked if they catch us here.

No, wait.

NAME: BORGES, MARIO

CHILDREN: 1 FATHER: DECEASED

You've been a pain in my ass for 20 years.

You're such a fool.

A fool for sticking with you.

You started the appetizer without me.

Come, sit.

I got something to tell you, Mario.

Hold on. Let me go first.

What, should I be worried?

No, don't worry.

What's up?

Hey, honey.

Were you asleep?

I'm gonna send you Colombia's sister's details,

so you can send her some cash.

Write it down here.

Go on.

I cleared it up with him.

I'll send over the details.

Right now.

Will you handle it tomorrow, babe?

Okay, honey.

Thank you.

Of course, I'd love to kiss you down there.

You're so dirty.

Stop, the guys are here.

Don't get too excited.

Okay. Ciao, sweetheart. Sleep well.

There you go.

-Done. -Thanks, boss.

I knew you wouldn't let me down.

So did I, you big dummy.

Well, you were saying?

-What's up? -So, listen up.

I got off the phone with my sister. I was walking down the hall.

And I saw a beautiful princess.

She was disguised as a fucking pig.

Know who the boyfriend is?

Coco's son-in-law.

And?

Then they went to their love nest and were overcome with passion.

They were doing the hottest stuff!

He would've loved it.

I love that.

That info can keep us alive, Mario.

You fucking asshole…

Where the fuck were you? Think we're playing games?

I lost track of time. Go on in.

Hey!

Before the shift change, get out or else we're all fucked.

We each get a flashlight.

I brought something to pry stuff open, a hammer, a saw…

Pliers, screwdriver?

No, this is all there was.

Let's see what we can do.

Let's empty this.

Let's put it there.

Goddamn it.

-Dude… -What's up?

-Want some? -This is mine, right?

Look who's here.

The dumbass.

What's up? Are you lost?

Sup, slumdog?

Whenever I see you, I think the same thing.

What?

Well?

How the hell you weren't burned alive in San Onofre.

Right…

Your brother wasn't that lucky, was he?

No.

But don't worry.

In due time.

Can I say something, man?

Sure! Say whatever you want. We've always been close.

Do you realize you aren't normal, buddy?

You know you're missing a few neurons?

Why don't you go to the infirmary to get your head checked?

You have a couple of screws loose.

If that was a joke, I didn't get it.

This won't do.

Go, see if you can find something to unscrew the grate.

There we go.

Good stuff.

-All right, man! -Hell yeah!

Good.

This is progress.

Awesome.

There we go.

I'm going in.

Can I help you?

No. I'm looking for…

Is someone in there?

No. Why?

No reason. Never mind.

Okay, then. I'm closing up for the day and heading home anyway.

-Oh, okay. -Yeah.

What's the deal, Father?

You close up shop and go home to sleep?

Or do you live here?

Here in the prison?

Don't you live here?

No, not here.

Come. Wanna sit for a little while?

Okay.

After you.

Sometimes

I spend the night here, but not usually.

Right.

Who'd live here?

Locked up.

What a stupid question.

No!

Yeah, I ask dumb questions sometimes.

-No one likes being locked up. -No.

From personal experience and what inmates have said,

it's not that easy

to live outside either.

-No, it's not. -What about you?

Do you have people on the outside?

Yeah, Gladys.

Marito's wife.

My brother, Marito.

-So your in-law? -My sister-in-law.

-She visits Mario and me too. -Of course.

We're both here. She visits both of us.

But do you have…

Do you miss anyone, have anyone waiting for you outside?

No.

No, I don't.

I did.

But not anymore.

What about you?

Yes, I have family.

-Yes. -Yeah?

Are there a lot of you?

Big family.

Cousins, brothers.

-That's good. -Yeah.

A bunch of people.

They don't live here.

Where, then?

Far. I have to travel to see them.

So you're sort of alone too.

No.

Not at all.

I have him.

I have God.

So do you.

Well…

Sure. I have a cross.

A very pretty one.

Yeah, it is.

But God…

If you see him, say "hi." It seems like he forgot about me.

Did you forget about him?

Was that a joke? I didn't get it.

-Take the tools and flashlight. -Okay.

Hold the flashlight.

I'm going down.

That way?

This was in the diary, the old bridge's engine room.

They left it as is when they built the prison.

Let's see what's that way.

Check it out.

That must lead to a vent.

Hold this.

Shine it here.

Goddamn it.

Let's open it.

Stop! What are you doing? Are you nuts?

Leave it. It'll take us two hours to get through.

We spent three getting here. The bed check is soon. We gotta go back.

No, let's do this right, take our time. We'll come back tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

We need the blueprints.

Yeah, we do.

What's going on?

-Nothing. -What's going on?

Out of the way. Move.

What the hell is this?

Come on. Let me out and I'll explain.

I'm listening, Miguel.