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Shut up, or I'll blow your head off, bitch.

Got it? Shut your mouth.

Go on, really look. Turn this place upside down.

Check there!

Look behind there!

Check this bag, man. Check it.

-Go through everything. -Open it.

Is it here or not?

Here it is, baby!

All right, let's go, boys.

Let's go!

To the back!

Take 'em to the back! Put these guys in the back!

The stairs!

Use chairs. Use whatever you find.

Go!

Eyes down, motherfucker!

I'm looking at you!

Don't look at me, man! See you in hell!

We're not involved--

Take that, motherfucker!

You're my bitch now!

-You're my bitch! -Fuck you!

Hey, Whip!

Come on, Lili!

Lili!

Let's go, Lili!

-Leave her alone! -Go on!

Let me go, motherfucker!

-Well? -The perimeter's secured.

So are the entry ways, exterior walls… All surrounding streets too.

Listen, no info gets out until we have official communication

saying Judge Piñeiro is trapped inside.

Plus, this group, which goes by the name "the Reborn,"

may be holding members of the judicial branch as hostages.

There's still no information…

On your order, we'll try going in. Two teams are ready.

Good. We'll wait for contact.

-And you? -Nothing, still no answer.

-Keep trying, man. -Yes, sir.

Antín.

-Antín. -What the fuck's going on, Lasarre?

This is the third time I've called you,

and I can't even leave my office.

I'm barricaded in here. I don't even have water. It's disgraceful.

What are you waiting for?

I already told you.

I won't take any risks until I hear about Piñeiro.

Do whatever you have to, but get me out of here!

Destroy the prison, plant a bomb… Get me out of here!

Fine, don't move. At least you're safe there.

I want to sleep with my wife tonight. Period.

Son of a bitch.

Andrés, I need to ask you a favor.

-What are you doing here? -I have a problem.

The visitor I came with got stuck inside. I can't reach him. He's a minor.

A minor? Inside? Who is he?

He must be in the entrance wing. Could you go in and look for him?

I can't go in until we have communication.

-Excuse me? -Don't you get the situation?

Okay, I'll discuss it with Piñeiro.

Piñeiro's a hostage in there too.

Who'd you come to visit?

Miguel Palacios.

Palacios, the clown that wrote the book about the escape?

His son's inside.

Look at you.

How are you, Luna? How's Lucas? You make it out all right?

Listen, something happened.

I got out, but Lucas didn't.

What do you mean? What are you saying?

In the scramble…

We were heading to the exit.

I lost sight of him and then didn't see him outside.

What's it like outside, a big operation?

Lots of people.

Court officials are here. The police are getting ready to go in.

Know where they want to enter?

No, but they'll subdue the riot.

They're still thinking it over because Piñeiro's inside.

The judge is here?

Try to tell them a small group is rioting, not all the inmates.

Everyone else is trapped in the yard, and they can't get out.

I'm sorry, Miguel. It's my fault. I shouldn't have brought him.

Lucas must be in the entrance wing, but it's blocked off. I can't just go in.

What's your plan?

Only call me with updates. Ciao.

As the riot continues in the Puente Viejo prison,

there is still no word

on the inmates' demands.

However, people that did not make it out have been taken hostage.

Law enforcement is expected to act to suppress the riot.

Holy shit.

Jesus, it's you guys! I almost whaled on you.

We gotta stay sharp. Let's make moves.

You're a sitting duck on your own!

I had no choice.

That prick, Bardo.

What the fuck does he want?

-Who knows? -Son of a bitch.

He offed Medina.

They took all of the first floor, except the entrance.

The offices upstairs are closed off too.

Yeah? Is Antín there?

Must be. If he was there when it started, he's still here. No one got out.

That old fucker's still here.

-Calling 911 or something? -Follow me.

-But we're dead meat out there-- -Come on! I'll explain later.

-Open up, you bald piece of shit. -Freeze!

Leave, or I'll blow you away.

I gotta talk to Antín, man!

-Drop the gun. -Who cares what you need, you junkie?

Open up, cocksucker. He'll want to see me.

Hold on. You involved in this mess?

-Not at all. -The fuck do you want?

Open up, man!

Are you high? You wanna talk now?

Goddamn it…

Now's not the time. Did you hear me?

Yeah, call him. Call him now.

What the fuck do you want?

Wifey's calling.

Hello?

Alicia?

No, it's me, asshole.

Listen, we have your wife here.

Your balls must be made of platinum

because she really knows how to bust them.

Let him in.

Just him.

Boss, it's Judge Piñeiro.

This is Lasarre.

Listen to me, Mr. Lasarre.

I'm here with Judge Piñeiro.

She can't talk right now.

She's a bit tied up at the moment, but she's fine.

I'll show her to you, so you see she's fine.

One second. There. Say, "Hello."

Say, "Hi, how's it going?" Go on.

Tell me your demands that warrant such a violent approach.

Let's talk. I guarantee there's a solution.

I give you my word.

Look, I'll wipe my ass with your word.

If you don't give me what I want, everybody in here dies. Got it?

This whole place. Got it, man?

-Okay, I'm listening. -Good, that's right.

First, I need a plane. We gotta get to Paraguay. She's coming with me.

When I cross the border,

I'll let her go. Okay?

What you're asking for isn't my call.

Oh, it's not, you son of a bitch?

Let me be clear.

If you don't send what I want,

you'll be scooping her body out of a trash bag with a spoon.

You have a few hours to think on it. All right, say, "Goodbye."

Say, "Bye."

Go on, say it.

Ball's in your court. Think about it.

Think about it. Ciao.

He's the leader. Who is he?

Look, he's on the list.

José Muriazo. They call him "Bardo."

Any news on Lucas?

Not yet, but listen. They spoke to the leader.

He asked for a plane to leave the country.

Who'd they talk to?

Muriazo. They call him "Bardo."

He threatened to kill the judge and gave the prosecutor a few hours. Where are you?

Doesn't matter. Talk later.

No wonder Antín's hair looks like that.

This massager is amazing.

What about this pill?

What's wrong? His pecker won't get hard?

Wash your mouth before mentioning Sergio.

Sergio!

Oh, Sergito! Sergio's a douche. Big-time. And you're worse, a real piece of shit.

'Cause you don't even get your paws dirty.

But you sure love spending the cash he steals.

She's got tons of shoes. I counted 120 pairs in her closet.

-Steal 'em all! -Might as well. They fit me.

What about your little trips?

Rome, France, the Caribbean.

At least I'm no thief!

No, of course not!

You don't even lift a finger.

But I do.

I roll up my sleeves, sweetheart, because I'm a businesswoman.

Slim works, too, you know?

You're the only one here that sits around,

scratching her dry, filthy pussy all day.

Let's talk to your husband.

So he knows we haven't killed you yet.

Yet. Understand?

Sergio?

Sergio, why are these people here?

Calm down, redhead.

Fix this. They--

I'll fix everyth--

-This is too far. -Hey, sweetie.

Calm down, trust me.

Come on, Sergio!

I'd never get you involved. Are you nuts? I love you, need you,

and can't live without you. It'll be all right, my redhead.

Help me out here. Calm down.

-It's okay, baby. -Fix this now!

-Okay, Alicia. -Right now, got it?

What do you want, prick?

Hey now!

Watch your mouth.

If anything happens to my wife, I'll fucking gut you. I'll impale you.

I don't think you're in a position to make threats.

We're in the driver's seat now.

What do you want?

I want Marito out of the hospital.

Are you dense or just pretending?

How do I get him out? I need direct authorization from the courts.

Get it?

Okay, fine. So what's the problem?

You're Antín.

So what?

You can leave, do whatever you want.

Remember?

Remember how you'd open the gate so we could go steal?

Think I'd be here if I could leave? You think I'm here 'cause I love you guys?

There's no way out. They've taken over the ground floor and the exit.

We have to wait out the riot

and try to go amid the confusion, when they come in to suppress it. Get it?

All right.

Whatever you say.

But if you fuck us over,

bye-bye, redhead.

It's up to you.

Come on, motherfucker!

Take that, asshole!

Come on!

Let's go!

Let's go!

-That's right, dude! -Pastor!

Go on!

Come on!

It was Bardo.

-He killed… -Brian?

Brian?

Come on!

Shit went south.

All right, go.

Get this bitch some water. She's driving me nuts.

Listen, you have to call the prosecutor. Tell him to give us what I asked for.

Otherwise, everyone in here dies.

And "everyone" includes you.

Buddy, you gotta stop this.

I'm begging you.

You're ruining your life,

digging an even deeper hole.

Think of this as motherly advice.

Don't you talk about my mother!

You here to talk about my mom, you bitch?

Know what it's like to be up at 4:00 a.m. to provide for eight siblings, bitch?

To live without heat? To starve? And you bring up my--

Don't point at me!

Don't you point at me!

No, I'm not pointing.

I'm just doing my job.

Please, you've already done enough damage.

Damage?

What damage?

Instead of upholding the law… Do you know the subhuman conditions we face in here?

What do you need? Tell me what you need.

-Trust me. -"What do you need?" I should trust you?

You bitch.

Know how long I've been reporting the shit in here?

Overcrowding, neglect, abuse of furlough and parole, changes in management.

You don't understand dick! How could you help me?

Wait, we can talk.

You and I can talk. If this is about the kid that died…

Don't you get it? I've spent my whole life in here.

You don't get it at all!

You don't know how cold it gets in here!

What it's like to shit in here! You have no idea!

You take lovely shits on your pristine throne!

You don't know what pain is!

We are not the same. You can't make me feel bad for you.

-I can't? -No, you can't.

You'll see, bitch.

Wanna see how I'll make you?

No!

Wanna see how?

Bring him in.

-Bring him. I'll kill him. -No!

Yes! Come here, motherfucker. Sit.

What are you doing?

-Fuck you. -No!

I'll make you feel bad.

No! What are you doing?

These guys and I are the same!

Do you know how these fuckers abuse us?

How they rape the younger guys?

How they beat them?

Want me to make you feel bad, bitch?

Cry, pussy!

-Look, she feels something! -No!

That prick, Pastor.

And that fucker, César, too. There he is.

Open up, man! Come on! Open up, you piece of shit!

Open the gate!

Come on, let's go!

You have to go quash this now, Lasarre. What the fuck are you waiting for?

I'm awaiting the call, Antín. I must ensure your and the judge's safety.

Hurry! They're gonna turn us into empanadas, like in Sierra Chica.

With the judge inside, you idiot.

-I'm listening. -Listen up.

What the fuck, Lasarre?

I'm very tired.

-Did you send what I asked for? -It's all set.

Come out. In ten, you'll be on your way out of Argentina.

Don't play dirty.

Don't play dirty. I'm not stupid.

If you do, I'm dumping her in the river.

It's all set. You got the green light, no problem.

I just want your word that you'll come out with the judge, safe and sound.

That depends on you. If you do things right, we're good.

If not, see you around, my man.

You hear that, Antín?

We're going in.

Let's go.

No, Dios!

James.

James!

-Come on. -Colombia!

James!

I lost.

No, you didn't lose at all. Hang in there.

No, don't give up, man. Come on.

You always had a brother.

And it was me, my man.

No, Colombia. No.

No, Colombia, no!

Colombia… no.

No, Colombia!

Come on, Diosito.

Let's go.

-No! -Come on, Diosito!

-No! -Let's go!

Colombia!

Through there!

Come on. One false move and I rip your head off. Walk.

Let her go, man!

You're making a huge mistake.

The only ones making mistakes around here are cops.

You're acting like a fool. Don't you see everyone's getting fucked because of you?

I'll be brief. She stays with me until I'm at the border. It's all settled.

I know this story. They make promises and don't keep 'em.

I'm keeping this judge. I don't give a fuck.

Come with me. There's room.

No, I can't.

Yes, you can. Who cares? We're fucked either way.

No, I care about my son. I don't want to ruin his life anymore.

I have kids too, man.

An even better reason. Let her go. Don't make their lives worse.

The fuck you know about my life, prick?

My family doesn't visit me. They completely abandoned me. Okay?

They hate me, don't love me. You were right!

No love for me or any of us.

We're a scourge on society, understand?

Let's beat it, Pastor. Come on. No one will remember this in a week.

That's not how this works. Our actions have consequences.

You killed Brian and need to pay.

I already did, man! I don't owe shit to anybody.

You took a good kid's life, framing Borges. That's not right.

If you want to survive in this jungle, you gotta be tough or smart.

The worms are feasting on your friend.

And you're next, man.

No!

Mommy…

This is for Brian, motherfucker.

-Let go. -No, she's our ticket out.

What ticket? It's over, motherfucker.

-Get lost. -Fuck you!

Get lost, you pricks.

-Pussy! -Fuck off!

It's over.

Thank you, Palacios. Thank you.

It's over.

Lucas.

Lucas.

Where are you going, asshole?

It's over when I say so!

You, the judge, and the kid are done.

-Come on! -Bring it!

Come here.

You all right?

You saved me.

It's all good.

Ciao, Miguel.

Go with God.

Luqui.

It's all right.

It's all right, sweetie.

Let the kid go.

Let him go.

Come on, let go.

Okay, I'm on my way. Thank you.

We gotta go, Slim.

Fine, I accept.

It's yours. You deserve it.

You've earned it.

The prison's yours for the taking.

Come on!

Clean all this up!

That's your bed, no problem.

-Come on. -Whoa!

The prison's not mine.

The prison's yours.

It belongs to you guys, people like you.

At one point, I thought it was my home, you know?

But then I realized it wasn't.

I don't choose to be here.

All right!

Hell yeah, dude!

That's where we differ.

Even though you could be outside, you come in every day.

See him out.

Yeah!

Fuck yeah!

Sub-21!

Sub-21!

Sub-21!

You have five minutes.

Hi, papi. It's me.

Gladys.

He…

he's gone, papito.

He's gone.

But don't be sad, sweetheart. He was happy when he went.

He's no longer with us, sweetie.

But Marito will always be with me, in my heart.

Just like you and the kid will be.

Because the Borgeses live on, you know? They do!

Listen, papito.

Seriously.

I don't know if you have anything to say. I don't know when I'll see you next, okay?

You guys got me this far, Gladys.

I gotta go, sweetie. I gotta hang up. They're waiting for me.

It's okay. Go.

Go. They're waiting for me too.

"This world trains you to distrust your neighbor,

to always see him as a threat instead of hope."

"When it is genuine,

when it is born of the need to speak, no one can stop the human voice."

"When denied a mouth, it speaks with the hands

or the eyes

or the pores

or anything at all."

"Because every single one of us has something to say,

something that is worth

celebrating

or forgiving."

Eduardo Galeano.

I wanted to come today and read you things that helped me see life differently.

They inspired me to write my story, to appreciate it.

I now enjoy privileges for good behavior.

I can leave.

Work, see my son,

come back.

But those of you that read my book know full well

that I spent many years in hell.

I know it well.

And I know life isn't easy.

Everyone in here knows that.

And it's hard to get back up.

It's really tempting to just lie there and give up.

But in those moments,

when we feel like giving up, like there's nothing we can do,

like all our blood has been spilled on the pavement,

that's when we can stop…

and look within.

Forget about what's out there, look inside, search.

Because if we search deeply, we'll always find a reason.

Even if it's vague, there's a reason to get up and keep fighting.

And that reason is the people we love.

The ones that love us, with all our flaws.

We have those people in here.

They're here with us, by our side.

Even if they're not 'cause they can't be.

They're in here.

And they're the reason why we must fight every day.

We owe it to them.

Destiny is a blank page.

And to really fill it,

you have to fight tooth and nail against the still world of death.

Against obedience. And against what they say you can't fucking do.

I hope we're stubborn enough to keep believing,

despite all the evidence to the contrary, the human condition is worth fighting for.

Though we were made imperfect…

we're a work in progress.

Let's go.

THE END