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Son!

I can't believe you're here!

Thank God.

Hi, Juan Pablo.

Say hello!

Say hi to your brother. Go on.

You're really fat.

How could you say that?

Don't be rude.

No, Mom. He's right. Leave the poor kid alone.

Yeah, I have a gut. No one else gains weight in prison.

Close your eyes.

Close them.

No tricks. You're sly!

No tricks. You're gonna like this.

Guess what it is. Open your eyes.

Well?

-How sweet! -Thank you!

Gimme a cig, Colombia.

Last time, bro.

Look at you, asshole!

-Don't ask James for shit! -Here.

I don't want beer. Got a cig?

Yeah.

No, make him pay for it.

Shut up! Thanks, Barny.

Stop by any time.

I need permission to leave now?

Now's no time for clowning around. We made a big mess.

We took a big bite out of that asshole Coco.

So we could run this joint.

We can be kings of this place.

Okay.

-Okay, king. -What's your problem?

What do you mean, "kings of this place"?

This is a shithole. Wanna be the shit king?

Were you with that prick Pastor again?

Don't you see he's just trying to play you?

You following me again, cocksucker?

You send that Colombian cocksucker?

Don't follow me, snitch.

-Calm down, numbnuts. -Stop following me!

I don't need to send anybody. I can tell by looking at you.

I see how you look at him.

I work my ass off, and you just go and help the enemy, asshole?

Fuck off, Marito!

What work do you do?

Go fuck yourself, Mario! Get real, man.

This place sucks. We don't have shit. Nothing! What are you talking about?

You always have a new story, another plan.

We're gonna rob this guy… Or Gladys let a stinky one rip.

Give me a break!

And you keep these two in the loop way more than me.

No one tells me shit. I know the least out of anyone.

God fucking damn it.

I mean, am I your brother or what?

Always the same.

No one tells me shit. Ever. Sure, you're quiet now.

Don't say anything 'cause you know I'm right.

You've got nothing to say.

You know I'm right, and that's why you're quiet. Right?

He does the same to you. He pulls the same shady shit with you.

Thanks, Mario! You won't talk 'cause I'm right.

Your silence speaks volumes. Mr. Borges fell silent.

Look, asshole.

We'll talk later.

Fine, talk later. Mr. Borges doesn't feel like talking!

So don't talk to him! He only talks when he wants.

Only when he wants to!

-Mario. -Marito!

-Mario. -Shit.

-What's wrong, Mario? -Mario.

-Marito! -Call the nurse!

-Call a doctor! -Go!

-Mario, get up! -Nurse!

The cafeteria is the epicenter of a prison.

Where do all the problems, fights, and riots start?

The cafeteria. Why?

Because it's a big space,

lots of uncuffed inmates.

Few guards, and they're unarmed.

The food sucks.

Nobody gets laid.

They jerk off and feel sorry for themselves.

They get aggressive. It's a powder keg.

You're speaking generally. That doesn't happen here.

No, not in your exemplary prison. It's like a kindergarten here.

However, I am in your prison

to collect statements concerning a murder that happened in your prison.

The death of Osmar the guard

is an isolated incident.

The first time this ever happ--

The first time I found out.

'Cause I haven't looked for more skeletons in your closet.

Or checked under the rug.

Should I lift up the…

Miguel Palacios!

My favorite pig. I missed that scowl of yours.

Last time I saw you, you fled the fire in San Onofre

like a bat out of hell.

It's fine.

No hard feelings. It's all good.

But since you're here,

explain to Director Galván

which prison is better, San Onofre or Puente Viejo.

Which is better at reintroducing inmates into society?

Watch what you say.

I could get jealous.

Treatment's the same everywhere.

You mean a firm hand is a firm hand?

A perfectly valid way to maintain order.

May I?

Men like him

are here because they're murderers.

And the treatment you get

is what you deserve.

-Because you're no saint. -Nor do I torture people.

Stop, asshole! What are you doing?

No violence!

I'll shove that baton up your ass and pull it out your mouth.

No violence. Understand?

Shit!

What's with the violence? No one here pisses holy water.

The oppressor is who he is.

Same goes for COs and pigs.

Let's not get carried away, damn it!

In the words of Aristotle,

"It is best to rise from life as from a banquet,

neither thirsty nor drunken."

Go on, Miguel.

Are you okay?

Capece, send me the guys

so I can take their statement on the murder that happened

in your kindergarten.

Follow me.

His fever's through the roof again.

I've done all I can here, but

no luck.

Why don't we call the emergency room?

I'm done calling. They won't come get him.

So we let him die?

I've tried everything.

Arnold.

Can you hear me?

Come on, man.

Come on.

We're all here. Look at the boys.

We're rooting for you.

Don't be an asshole.

Fuck, man. You can do it.

Come on.

Hang in there.

Come on, bro.

Hang on.

Arnold!

Arnold!

What the fuck, Arnold?

I love you.

Goddamn it, Arnold.

I think we're there.

If we go that way,

behind this,

we'll get to the stream.

Let's see.

Hey, Pastor.

Check it out.

Holy shit!

Dude…

Is that the guy?

Maybe.

What happened to him?

How'd he end up here?

I was sure he escaped.

I was sure he wrote the journal and couldn't take it with him

'cause he left.

Clearly, it's not that easy to break out of Puente Viejo.

What's that?

Don't know.

We'll look at it up there. Then we'll keep going.

We'll take this and cover him up.

Come on, baby. What's wrong?

I rushed over here.

I got all done up.

You're worrying me.

Antín found out about Diosito.

Found out what?

That he's not my brother.

You're fucking with me.

How'd he find out?

He found out.

Looking through court documents,

vital and criminal records…

How many times have I told you to tell him the truth?

It's really tough for him.

It's really tough for me.

We grew up like brothers, babe.

Every time I hugged him, I was hugging my son.

But I didn't have the balls to tell him.

What the fuck am I gonna do now?

What are you gonna do? You'll tell him the truth.

You will because there's no time.

Time?

Time.

That's it.

A lot of time has gone by, honey.

How do I turn this around?

How's this kid going to react?

How… Who cares how he reacts, Mario?!

Antín will use this against you.

Why else do you end up in the ER thinking you had a stroke?

This burden is too heavy. If you don't tell him, it'll crush you.

Damn you.

"The Molinari family"?

"Chivo Molinari,

Corrections Department,

Puente Viejo, Hipólito Yrigoyen 3581."

"Juan Pablo Borges."

Are you hot?

Want some water?

Yes.

You can drink it.

All right, Juan Pablo.

I called you here

to ask how things have been

since that incident.

You may not remember…

That incident with Miguel Palacios.

You don't call him that.

You guys call him by a different name.

"Pastor."

I don't know where you got that nickname.

You inmates are very creative sometimes.

For example, they call you "Dios."

You must be the god of idiots.

Or of gangbangers, as they like to say.

In all my years as director,

they must've given me a thousand nicknames.

But I don't know them.

No one ever dared to call me one.

From what I hear,

you and Palacios have been getting along quite well recently.

That's good.

You're here for life.

That's about 30 years in here.

When you get out,

you'll look like me.

We all have to get along.

We're gonna spend many years together.

Father.

He didn't deserve to die like this.

Yet after all that suffering, he's no longer in pain.

You can't become bitter.

You're still alive.

You need to think about your future.

We're just numbers in here.

No!

No, that's not real. You still have a lot worth fighting for, César.

And you're not alone.

You know you have God

in your heart.

Shame I haven't seen him in a while.

You son of a bitch.

Remember I kept telling you no?

You got your way.

You dummy, you'll be reunited with our friends.

Say hi to Oaky

and Pedrito.

What's that son of a bitch up to?

And the Kid.

I'm here for you.

Rest easy, bro.

We'll make 'em pay for what they did to you.

I love you, asshole.

We won't cry.

We'll say goodbye the right way.

With our heads held high. Let's fucking go!

Let's fucking go!

Let's fucking go!

Hold on.

What's wrong?

-Wait. -What?

Wait. I have something important to tell you.

What?

Hold on.

Wait, sweetheart.

I have something important to say.

I'm escaping, Emma.

I don't know when, but it could be any time.

-You and the kids gotta be ready. -Hold on.

-Escape? -Yes.

Where will you go? Are you nuts?

-No. -Wait…

Keep me out of it.

-No. -Let me explain.

-Please. -Listen to me.

I'm serious.

I found notes from an inmate a while back.

-Oh, please! -Please listen to me, Emma.

This guy was digging a tunnel to escape.

-What? -This will help you understand.

This is the guy.

He's your dad, Emma.

He says very sweet things about you all.

My dear Galván.

I am sorry to bother you,

but I have some bad news for you.

Will you get to the point?

Look.

I took a tour,

inspected the facility,

and concluded

that in Puente Viejo,

there is overcrowding,

lewd behavior,

poor health conditions,

abuse towards inmates,

torture,

homosexuality,

narcotics consumption,

human rights violations…

No more than when you were in charge of San Onofre.

Compared to here, San Onofre was exemplary when I was in charge.

Antín.

If you open an investigation,

it'll be the last thing you do in the department.

I'll take your warning and wipe my ass with it.

I'm gonna make you kneel, take out your dentures,

and suck my cock until the foreskin peels off

and falls on your tongue.

My cock will be so bruised,

as bruised as your mother's fucking cunt.

Do you hear me, you fat, geriatric prick?

Got it?

You crazy bitch!

You are such a fucking bitch!

What's your deal?

-Miguel won't see me. -So?

-Why'd you tell him about Lucas? -I didn't say anything. Relax!

Why wouldn't he see me, then?

He has bigger stuff to deal with! Relax, you fucking idiot!

I just had

a verbal ejaculation on the director of Puente Viejo.

I told him to go fuck himself and gave him a piece of my mind, and then some.

Are you jerking off watching her?

You bald pervert.

"Bald pervert." "Bervert."

Do you know her?

No, but she just got into it with Molinari.

She came to visit some Miguel guy, who wouldn't see her.

Molinari came to see Palacios.

So who's that?

Beats me, but it looks like a crossover episode.

If it happens to us, and we're players, why not those lowlifes?

Pull up.

Hi, sweetie.

-Are you okay, hurt? -Mind your own business.

Do you need help?

Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Sergio Antín.

Minister of National Security.

I'm in charge of Puente Viejo. Didn't you come see Palacios?

-Yeah. -Then come here. I'll help you. Get in.

Get in.

You went to visit your ex-husband,

and he wouldn't see you?

The world's full of ingrates, isn't it?

I wasn't a good mother. But who's better for a child than their own mother?

So who's Lucas with now?

Emma.

Molinari?

No, she's the worst. She's a bitch, a terrible person.

She's a viper.

You need to get your son away from Molinari as soon as possible.

But how? I don't have money or a job. I live in a shitty boarding house.

Hey, don't be so negative.

Your situation will change.

I am a civil servant.

We are here, and I am at your service.

I'll get started on this right now.

I'm giving you some money,

so you can get what you need.

All I ask in return…

-Silvia, right? -Yes.

All I ask in return, Silvia,

is that you immediately notify me of any moves

that Molinari or Palacios make.

All right?

Okay.

Draw one, Patón.

Don't show me. Look at it. Show it to him.

Look.

Are there any snacks here?

Bummer.

The cookie's rock solid.

-Diosito. -What?

We need to talk.

Can you guys please clear the room for a bit?

What's up, Mario?

Coming up with another business idea?

Do I ask about your sister?

Don't get all defensive.

-Come on. -Let's go.

Move it, guys.

Let's clear out, boys.

Beat it!

Everybody out.

Come here, Diosito.

What do you want, Marito? I heard you, loud and clear. Come on. What now?

Come on, blondie. Get over here.

Leave me alone. We already argued, and you almost died.

Jesus, you are such a pain in the ass.

You're being weird, Mario.

What a pain in the ass!

What do you want?

A long time ago…

I met your mom.

My mom

isn't your mom.

That's what I mean.

The woman you met,

Nelly,

who raised you,

isn't your mom.

She was my mom.

That's all.

Nelly,

my mom,

adopted you

when you were a baby.

She raised you

because you were a baby,

and I was in prison.

And your real mom…

wasn't around.

So my mom died when I was a baby?

Yes.

And my mom, Nelly, isn't my mom?

No.

So Mom isn't my mom.

No.

Well, why?

What happened?

Your mom and I had a job to do.

We went out. It was… a job.

And it went wrong.

She got killed.

They shot her.

So Nelly

adopted you

and raised you.

This is Ana.

Your real mom.

She was beautiful.

I loved her so much.

So we aren't brothers?

No.

We aren't brothers.

I'm your dad.

You son of a bitch!

I'm gonna kill you.

You ruined my life! You ruined it, you son of a bitch!

My whole life's a lie.

I'll kill you.

-You son of a bitch! -Stop!

I'll kill you!

-I'm gonna kill him. -Let go!

-Let go of him! -I'll kill you.

-I'm gonna kill him. -Let go!

-Let go of me. -Stop, asshole!

I'll kill that son of a bitch.

Calm down!

I'll kill him!

Get the fuck off me. I'm gonna kill him!

Hey, asshole!

Fuck you!

My mom

isn't your mom.

We aren't brothers.

I'm your dad.

This is Ana.

Your real mom.

We aren't brothers.

I'm your dad.

We aren't brothers.

Come eat it while it's hot. It's tastier!

This one is hot enough.

Some ham and cheese empanadas for you.

I don't like ham and cheese empanadas.

This looks like a shantytown.

It is a shantytown.

What are you doing?

You snooze, you lose.

How can you be such a dumbass?

Marito! Get me out of here, Mario!

Why are you here, idiot?

Did you kill her?

You fucking traitor!

Come on!

Come back, you idiot!

What the fuck were you doing there? You son of a bitch!

Nurse!

Save him for me!

The court sentences the defendants to life imprisonment. Take them away.

Say hi to your brother!

Give him a hug.

Open your eyes.

I love it!

Your punishment's over. You can go.

And, obviously, the deal we had is off.

The authorities are watching my every move.

Now we see where loyalties lie.

I was always loyal to you.

Wasn't I always on your side? We never had problems.

You killed a guard, you fucking piece of shit.

I had no beef with you. It was with whoever messed with my family.

We'll talk later.

Take him away.

Fuck this!

What happened?

What happened?

When we were in the hole, they searched the place.

Pretty much nothing left.

They took everything and broke what was left.

Didn't you see this coming?

Coco!

Didn't you?

-Dad. -You idiot!

Coco, you son of a bitch!

Stop, Dad!

Get out of here! Let go of me!

You son of a bitch!

Look what you did to my family!

You asshole!

Asshole!

Coco!

This is Borges's fault.

After that son of a bitch got here,

everything

went to shit.

What happened here?

What happened?

What happened to her?

I think Bardo did it.

You haven't found him?

No.

They hit us 'cause we're down.

When you're down,

your opponent thinks he's stronger.

Come here. Look.

This place

was ours.

It is ours. And it'll be ours.

Who dares to stand before me

and dispute my territory?

-Hi. -I've been calling you. Where were you?

The kids?

Mica just fell asleep.

Lucas finished his homework. He's watching TV.

I want you to see this.

What's this?

Where'd you get this?

Miguel gave it to me.

He found it in a tunnel in Puente Viejo.

Apparently, they took Dad there, but there was no record of it.

Miguel's trying to escape through the same tunnel Dad made.

Are you okay with him doing that?

No.

But it's either that or wait 20 years.

I don't know when or where, but we're leaving.

Hi, Cata.

Hi.

How are you?

Good.

What brings you here?

I wanted to thank you for what you did for my friend.

No need.

I think so.

This is for you.

It was Arnold's.

I want you to have it. You're different, you know?

You too.

Thank you.

It's a shame… being different gets you hurt here.

You're a good guy, César.

What they did to Arnold was terrible, but you can't give up.

You need to find a different path.

Make your own way.

Maybe.

Well?

What happened? Where is he?

Can't find him anywhere.

Where'd that jackass go?

He'll come around.

On to the important stuff…

Coco and his goons?

Yeah.

We dug their grave. Now we gotta bury 'em.

So stay sharp.

If they so much as move an inch, let me know.

-Yes, sir. -Roger that.

That motherfucker really socked me.

I put my faith in you.

I put my faith in you.

We did this part.

We have this bit left.

I think it'll take two hours.

Are you saying the two of us can do it in two hours?

I think it'll take four or five hours.

No. We gotta do it in two. Five is too long.

Easy. It's just me.

I'm going too.