All language subtitles for episode_2_-_escape_from_argentina

I've got two suitcases of stuff full of
cocaine.

I felt sick to my stomach.

I was wanted and was a fugitive.

I've got to get out.

Oh, God.

What have I done?

I was 23 years old.

I was living with my boyfriend.

We'd been together five years.

That probably was the first time that
I'd really felt happy.

I was loved.

I was studying at Great Ormond Street
Hospital.

for a paediatric nursing degree.

It's one of the top hospitals in the
world for children.

And to be there and be doing a good job
to help those people get through that

was rewarding.

And one day... What's this?

He said he was moving out.

He just said, I don't want to be with
you anymore.

And that was it. Five years.

It over. Why?

No explanation.

I felt like someone had ripped out half
of my heart.

It was my end of the two -year exams and
assessments.

And I couldn't concentrate on my
studies.

All I could think about was why he'd
left.

I needed something.

To take my mind off what was going on.

I should have done something productive
or good or life -enhancing.

Not go in search for drugs.

But unfortunately, that's what I did.

I asked someone who lived near me if
they knew anyone.

You might be able to get some speed.

I knew it kept you up.

I thought I could just get my essays
done.

If you're looking to stay awake all
night, yeah, I can get you something

do that.

Someone came round and showed me the
stuff.

Just like taking speed?

It was crack cocaine.

I didn't really know that much about it.

Yeah, I have one.

The dealer left.

And she showed me what to do.

And I didn't feel anything.

What's the big deal?

She said maybe you need to try it again.

Then I did.

feels something.

And I felt that craving for it.

You want more and more and more, no
matter how much you've had.

And by a week, I was addicted.

I turn up to work late, tired.

I got kicked off the course.

I just was a mess.

All I could think about was getting
money for more drugs.

Within a year, I was a different person.

I hated the fact that I'd fallen foul of
this and that I was addicted.

I'd borrowed so much money. I was in so
much debt.

I just couldn't see a way out of it.

I need some money.

It's like a big injection of cash.

I want to finish my nursing course.

Off my debts.

Get out of this situation.

The drug dealer said he could go away
from me.

I would get paid for it.

And I was like, well, what do I have to
do for that?

Just bring something back.

What am I bringing back?

Well, coke.

No.

And I just said no.

Nowhere. I'm not doing that.

And he tried to persuade me.

It's organized.

No.

No, no, no, no.

Easy. You won't have to touch any drugs.

No.

You just pick up the cases, bring them
back on the plane, you will get five

grand per case.

I wasn't thinking straight.

I was wanting a solution to a big
problem.

And I wanted it very quickly.

You love the money.

You can pay off your debt.

This is my chance.

To go back to studying and start afresh.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I'll do it then.

I thought, two weeks, that's it, I'll be
back.

I'll have the money.

And I can forget about all of this.

The plane was 14 hours to Buenos Aires.

I got in a taxi and gave them the
address of the hotel that I was staying

I didn't know if I was going to be
staying in that same hotel the whole two

weeks.

I didn't know how I was going to get the
drug.

And that kind of worried me a bit.

The address was written down right and
the booking was made.

I thought, maybe it's all going to be
all right.

I was told that I had to wait until the
phone rang before I went anywhere.

I'm quite impatient.

I want to go out and see stuff.

So I went out.

I was relaxing, just having a look
around the city.

And the phone rings.

Hello? The drug dealer said, where are
you?

In Buenos Aires.

No, no, no.

You've got to go to Cusco. I said Cusco.

Cusco is in Peru.

Oh, yeah, whatever.

Doesn't matter about that. I said, well,
it does.

I am in Argentina.

So they were getting a bit shirty with
me and I got a bit shirty back. You

said that I would have to get on another
plane to a different country before I

got the stuff.

Oh, shut up. You shouldn't be talking
about this over the phone.

Just pick the cases up and bring them
back on the plane.

I had no choice.

Wait. That was the only thing that I
could see I could do. Yeah.

Nine.

Now that I had to fly to a different
country, I'm a bit worried about

how the rest of it is going to go.

I met up with the couple in the square
in Cusco.

And they took me to their hotel room.

They took my things out of my bed.

Put them in their cases.

I didn't see any drugs.

They didn't tell me where it was.

They just gave me them and took my case.

I've got two suitcases that are stuffed
full of coke.

I came with one suitcase and I'm going
to be getting back on a plane with these

two massive big suitcases.

I thought, this is going to look dodgy.

I put my stuff into the two suitcases,
spread it out.

But they looked too empty.

This isn't going to work.

So I put my things in the small kit.

And then put the little smaller case
into the big case.

And I just, I left it like that.

I started to feel scared then.

The reality of it was sinking in.

I've got a suitcase full of drugs.

I thought that if I'm going to get
caught, this is the time that I'll get

caught. In the airport in Lima.

I just thought, God, how am I going to
get away with this?

I was looking at the case.

It's got a little case inside it.

And that will come up on the next row.

I wonder why.

I thought, I've just got to get on the
plane now.

I've just got to do it, get through it.

I was just running on adrenaline.

They said people are in on it.

They just let you through.

I just kept telling myself that I've
decided to do this for a reason.

I'm going to get back to England, give
them the cases, get them on it,

just get on with my life.

They told me that they'd found a new way
to put it in the suitcase so that it

wasn't detectable when it went through
customs.

And they said, you're not going to get
stopped.

I don't know if what they said is true.

And nothing happened.

I kind of thought, God, I've done it.

I came off the plane from Lima.

I thought I was going to get on a flight
straight to London from Buenos Aires.

I got a call.

Hello? I had to get on a flight that
stopped off in Paris.

I don't feel comfortable getting on that
flight.

I didn't want to get on a stopover.

That was another risk of being caught.

I'm not getting on a flight that stops
over somewhere else.

I decided to miss that flight.

I felt confident that they would offer
me another option to get home.

I still had the drugs.

They weren't going to leave me stranded
in Buenos Aires.

That's what I was hoping on, anyway.

Hello? The drug dealer asked why I
didn't get on the flight.

What do I think I'm playing at? Why am I
messing them around?

Why don't you book me on a flight for
tomorrow?

No, no, it's got to be finished today.

We'll meet you at Heathrow today.

I don't think they've got much choice.

They were heavy people, you know.

Can you imagine what would happen to me
if I got back to London with no drugs?

I might as well have been dead.

All right.

I

clucked

the courage up to go through with it.

I'd got on one plane from Peru.

There was no problems.

15 hours and I would be there.

They'd take the cases and I'd have the
money.

The end was in sight.

A woman tapped me on the shoulder.

I just thought...

How does she know my name?

Is your name Lucy Robertson, and is this
your case?

My heart was pounding in my chest.

I felt sick in my stomach.

Please, come with me.

I've been caught, and God knows what's
going to happen to me.

There were three other people in the
back room.

She put my case on top of the table.

I knew what was inside the cases, but I
hadn't been confronted with the reality

of it.

When she got the coke out, it was the
realisation of

the severity of it.

Do you know what this is?

I said, yeah.

What?

Cocaine. You are under arrest.

I don't understand.

I was just in shock.

I just thought, oh God.

What have I done?

I asked if I could have some water.

And they were just laughing and saying
no intended, no intended.

I

thought,

why have I done this to my family?

My sisters are going to be so upset.

My mum is going to be devastated.

I was ashamed.

I was ashamed of all of it.

I was very scared.

The next morning, a car comes to take me
to the court.

A translator turns up.

You're being charged with conspiring to
export cocaine.

I said conspiring. What do you mean?

When they arrested you in the airport,
they found drugs.

I was carrying the cases.

She said it doesn't matter.

This is the law in Argentina.

The translator explained that he was a
new judge.

He doesn't believe that Argentinian
taxes could be spent on foreign

I wasn't being taken to a prison. The
judge has given you bail.

I was going to be let out until my
trial.

I was so overwhelmed.

I didn't know how to feel.

I just felt sick.

I didn't know where I was going to stay
or how I was going to get money.

I just wanted someone to help me.

I knew I had to tell someone what had
happened.

Mum? I said...

Mum, I've done something really, really
stupid.

I've been caught trying to take. Caught
came back to England.

Then she just went, oh, God.

Lucy, what have you done?

She kind of took it all in.

She said, look,

we're going to help you.

We're going to do whatever we can.

No, it's better if you're there.

I knew that there was nothing she could
do for me.

But I wanted to share it with someone
else.

I'd been selfish in agreeing to smuggle
drugs for money.

I love you!

But I hadn't thought about if it had
gone wrong, how it would have affected

everyone else that I knew.

I'd gone to stay in a hostel.

I signed at the court every week while I
waited for my trial.

And I just stayed in a dorm at the
hostel.

One, two, three.

I met a group of backpackers.

They really helped me to forget about
the situation.

I was a person just like them who wasn't
in trouble, who was having a holiday,

relaxing and having fun.

We'd come in late and I went to one of
their rooms instead of my room.

Then all of a sudden...

We heard the noise.

I opened the door.

It was the police.

I couldn't believe it.

I've been relaxing, not thinking about
my situation.

They went into my room.

They've come to take me back into
prison.

I was really scared.

I'm going to have to do something.

I just thought, I've got to get out.
I've got to go.

My heart was in my mouth.

I was then panicking.

I had no passport. I had no way of
getting money for me.

I was panicking about what I was going
to do.

There might be police looking for me in
Buenos Aires.

Argentina is a very big country.

If I got...

Far away.

I might be able to evade being caught.

My heart was beating fast.

I was shaking.

Full of adrenaline.

I was on autopilot.

Not knowing what was going to happen
next.

I thought, from this point now, I'm
going to be on my own.

I was wanted and was a fugitive.

My plan was to get out of Buenos Aires.

The authorities might think that I would
go to a border that was close.

I decided to do the opposite.

Brazil was the furthest away.

It seemed like the best bet.

Iguazu Falls is on the Argentinian side
and on the Brazilian side.

There must be a lot of people going
across to see the waterfall.

I thought that it would be very easy for
me to kind of slip into that tourist...

I didn't have my passport.

I didn't know what to say.

They said no.

You need a police letter to say that
it's been stolen or lost.

I couldn't report my passport lost.

They would take me into custody straight
away.

And I thought, what am I going to do?

I looked for a local going in the
direction that I needed to go in.

And they just let me on.

They didn't ask me for a passport.

I only had one way to get out of this.
There was no other option.

Just going from small town to town with
the local people on the local buses.

I got on another local bus and bought a
ticket.

All I thought about was getting to
Brazil and then getting to the British

Embassy in Sao Paulo.

And if I did those things, then I was
halfway back to England.

I could do my...

Prison sentence in England.

And I'd been nearer my family and
friends.

I was scared.

I was scared the whole time.

I realised that I couldn't keep doing
these small journeys.

I didn't have very much money left.

So I decided to hitch.

That was the only thing I could do.

Until I was at a point where I felt
safe, I was just going to carry on

Someone was driving the very town just
before you get to Iguazu Falls.

And I said I had no money.

They said, fine.

I got there.

I felt a sense of relief.

You could see the bridge that went
across to the Brazilian side.

My plan was to get on a bus that was
going over the bridge.

I was running on adrenaline.

There was an office where the bus was
pulling into.

They were checking for passports.

I can't believe it.

I wouldn't be able to get on the bus.

So I just thought, well, I'll find the
water and cross.

I started to walk down where the shrubs
and the rocks were and it was getting

closer to the river.

Some of it was mud.

Kind of sandy clay much I was trying to
do it quick

And I got down to the

riverbank There's about 600

yards across There was no choice I

just did what I had to do

I had to swim.

I didn't know what was in the water.

I didn't know they had people patrolling
the area or if someone was going to

maybe shoot at me.

There was no turning back.

I was scared.

I just felt exhausted.

But at the same time, I was kind of
spurred on with adrenaline.

I was just thinking that when I come out
the other side, I will be in Brazil.

I won't be in Argentina.

And this is me a step closer.

I'm getting back to England.

I feel glad that I've made it to the
other side.

I just couldn't believe I've done it.

But still, I knew I had a long way to
go.

I was tired.

I was hungry.

I didn't have much money.

Someone's going to ask me, what am I
doing?

A guy came out from the back and kind of
looked at me and

was like, well, where have you come
from?

And I said I'd lost my bag and my
passport.

I need to get to Sao Paulo.

And they took pity on me, really.

I was in a bit of a tricky situation.

Without a passport, I couldn't get out
of the country.

You had to have proof.

of your passport being stolen in order
to get an emergency passport for the

British Embassy.

I knew that I had to get a police
report.

I looked for the police station in that
town.

I'm going to have to give my real name.
I can't pretend to be someone else.

I knew that I ran the risk.

of being arrested if I walked into a
police station and I came up as wanted.

But I knew I couldn't get my passport to
get back to England without doing this.

I was apprehensive.

I was nervous.

Scared.

And I said... My bag has been stolen
with my passport.

And I needed a report to take to the
British Embassy.

Get a passport so I can go home.

Then he went to speak to someone else.

And I thought, oh, God, they've realised
that in Argentina I'd skipped my bail.

They're going to arrest me and take me
back to Buenos Aires and put me back in

prison.

That's it.

It's all finished.

And they've just...

gave me the police report.

I couldn't believe it.

All I needed to do now was get to Sao
Paulo.

The scale of the city hit me.

I was on my own.

I was a woman.

I was panicky a bit.

It was the last bit of the puzzle.

I needed to get to the British Embassy.

I just felt so drained from everything
that had happened.

I thought there's two outcomes.

I'm either going to get on a plane or
I'll be...

in a police car going back to prison.

I showed her the police report.

She filled in all the information, and
then she went away.

I thought, she'll come back and say,
we've realised that you're wanted in

Argentina.

I just thought, God, this is too much, I
can't cope.

She said, wait for ten minutes.

Those ten minutes seemed to drag forever
and ever.

At any moment, someone could find out
I'll be in a police car going

back to prison.

Another guy came out and said,

here's your emergency passport.

That was my ticket back to England.

Oh, God, I've done it.

This is it. I'm going to the airport.

I hadn't spoken to my mum since I left
the hostel in Buenos Aires.

Mum, I'm at the airport in Brazil.

And she was like, oh, God, how did you
manage that?

She couldn't believe that I'd managed to
do that on my own.

I could have cried every day, but I
hadn't let the self -pity kind of wash

me.

I just thought...

Oh, God, I'm nearly there.

Mum. I said... Mum, I need you to send
me some money, then I can get on a

home.

So my mum sent me some money.

I'm going to get back to Bolton, I'm
going to see my family. I love you.

Forget about all of this mess.

I go to the desk, and then he asks me...
Where have you been since you got to

Argentina?

When did you come into Brazil?

And I said, I can't remember.

My passport is lost.

It's stolen.

Yes, but when did you come into Brazil?

There is no record of your entry.

My heart, it went in my mouth.

And I start to panic.

Because I can't think what is the best
answer to say that is going to make me

all right.

Where have you been since you got to
Argentina?

They can see from my passport where I've
been.

I could have been found out.

And I could have been sent back.

When did you come to Brazil?

And I say, I can't remember.

Maybe they didn't check.

Or they didn't stamp it.

And I thought, oh, God, this is it.

They've realised I'd skipped my bail and
I'd be wanted.

Please just let me get on the flight.

That's it. It's all finished.

I felt like I was going to pass out.

And they let me go.

I was on my way back to England.

When I got back to England, I just was
so relieved.

I'd assumed that I would get punished
and do my sentence here.

If I was wanted, then I wanted to go and
hand myself in.

So I went to the nearest police station.

I said, I've just come back from
Argentina.

And I think I might be wanted here.

And he put my name in.

And he said, you know.

There's nothing coming up in the system
here.

I'd go about your business if I were
you.

When I wasn't wanted here, I just
thought, well, that's it.

I'm free.

I'm going to make a fresh start.

Spend more time with my family.

It was nice to be back. Hi, Mum.

I always knew that my mum loved me.

And now this felt like it had brought us
closer together.

I know I made a stupid mistake.

I've learnt my lesson.

I have to use it to change my life and
make myself get on the right track.

Two years later, in 2009...

..I was driving in my car.

This car just pulled up and blocked my
path.

And I thought, what is this person
doing?

Step out of the car! Get out of the car!

And they were shouting, step out of the
car, get out of the car.

And I had no idea what was going on.

They said, you're wanted on an
international warrant from Argentina for

exploitation of a controlled substance.

I couldn't really speak.

I was in shock.

I need to ring my mum.

One of the police officers said to me,
it's okay, you can relax now.

You don't need to keep running and
hiding.

I haven't been running and hiding.

I didn't hide from anyone.

I'd forgotten all about this.

I was living my life.

I don't know how it's going to turn out.
The extremes of the outcomes are so

massive.

I can't... There's nothing I can do to
try and make myself feel better about it

because I don't know how it's going to
turn out.