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Although inspired by true events this is fiction.

Similarities to real people is coincidental.

Diana Turbay and her Cripton News team were abducted in Antioquia.

Being the daughter of a former president,

she's valuable for government negotiations.

That's why "The Extraditables" called her...

"The Crown Jewel."

NEAR MEDELLÍN

There.

Aren't you sneaky? Watch how he throws.

One for here. Can't you see...

-Now, man... -Seven.

Four's nothing.

Let's see.

The lucky roll.

All right, look.

One, two, three. I ate you up.

I'm winning. What do you want to bet, to lose?

Bet? I've nothing to give you.

That tape recorder of yours is cool.

I've always wanted to lick a princess' pussy.

-What's wrong? Are you a sore loser? -I don't want to play.

She's pissed.

All right, sit down. Let's finish the game.

We can bang later.

Play with your friends. You're not touching me!

Are you getting feisty?

Can't mess with me. You'll get in trouble.

-Really? Why can't I? -Get away.

I can't? Look how I can.

I like it like this. You make me horny.

-Get up. -Let go!

You don't want me to touch you here?

Careful, man. Take it easy.

Be careful with her.

Brother...

Let go of me.

-Come on, fag. -I'm coming.

The journalist!

The journalist...

Easy, easy.

You may be the president's daughter,

but this asshole isn't.

Barrabás.

Don't hurt him, I beg you.

I told you what you needed to do.

Please me and nothing will happen.

Think it through. Your boss will find out.

When the boss is away, I'm in charge.

And we do whatever the fuck I want.

Barrabás, I'll do what you want!

Really?

Whatever I want?

I'll do whatever you want. Don't shoot. I'll do anything.

Don't shoot!

I'll do what you want.

What was that asshole thinking?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Diana.

Gorila, take Mrs. Diana to her room.

-Forgive me. -Easy, easy.

Come on, walk.

BOGOTÁ, TWO MONTHS EARLIER

-And the others? -Having lunch.

Tell them that we leave today.

Got the interview with Commander Pérez.

We'll go to his camp and talk face-to-face.

We're going to the jungle to talk to the guerrilla, Diana?

Yes, Simón.

That's right.

This is a great opportunity for us. For the country.

Yes, I get it, but...

It's under his conditions, or nothing.

It's dangerous.

I know it is.

Simón, this could lead to a peace treaty with the guerrilla.

Can't we propose meeting on neutral ground?

Simón.

Come with me.

-A bit more, Caro. Watch for Grandma. -I can do it, Mom.

Over there.

-Move forward at first gear. -Stop, stop.

Stop. Use the brakes.

You're safe.

Hello, my dear.

-Hello, sweetheart. -Hi, Grandma.

-Did you ask for your dad's bodyguard? -No, I'll be fine.

Does Julio César know you're meeting with a guerrilla?

No.

I'll tell him when I get back. He'll be happy.

Don't worry.

Do you have a toothbrush?

Yes.

What's wrong, sweetheart?

Are you upset about staying with me?

-No, it's not that, Grandma. -Then what?

Mom said we'd go diving, and now she doesn't want to go.

She doesn't want to, or can't?

Well, she can't. But she won't let me go.

You can't go alone because you're my baby.

Come on, cheer up.

Next week we'll go to the sea,

and we won't get out of the water until our fingers look like Grandma's.

What?

I have to go.

-All right. -My dear, don't do anything silly.

Silly? Me?

Never.

Where are they taking us, Diana?

These precautions are normal.

This isn't just anyone. It's Commander Pérez.

We've been walking for two days.

I know. I'll ask this guy.

How far away are we?

I need to know how much further.

We can't keep walking like this.

We have equipment, we're tired.

We're here for an interview.

What if we arrive and the equipment is ruined?

Look, lady. You weren't invited here. Don't be stupid.

The Extraditables are in charge here.

NEWS OF A KIDNAPPING

Beatriz. Turn her over.

-Is she bothering you? -No.

Quit it, man.

Shut up, she can't sleep.

Hey.

You don't have to hit me.

Keep talking and I'll do it for real.

You can go sleep elsewhere better.

I can't tell if I'm snoring when I sleep.

-No! No! -Okay, okay.

Okay, all right.

Take it easy.

-No! No! -Take it easy.

You need to rest.

All right, son. Easy. Calm down.

There. Go to sleep.

Take it easy, now.

If I hear you again, I'll shoot you in the head.

If you have to cough, do it into the pillow.

Fuck that, Marina.

We'll see in a few weeks.

This war will get the enemies to sit down and talk.

Do you agree, Dr. Villamizar?

I need to talk to your clients, how can I do that?

-Do I go to Medellín? -No, I'm in Bogotá right now.

Jot this down.

26th Street, number 2852.

You must be prepared to negotiate.

Of course, thank you.

Come in, my friend. Make yourself at home.

Doctor Alberto Villamizar.

What a pleasure.

Do you play tejo?

Better than I play golf. If you want to know.

How nice to have a great golfer on the court.

Let's go for the win.

Always straight ahead, look.

Just tell me what to do to free my wife and sister.

Am I playing alone here? Toss it.

So tell me what I have to do to get the hostages released.

Play, brother. Get your hands dirty with mud and dirt.

All my clients ask is for some dignity and respect.

But what do you give instead? Problems.

You hunt them down like sewer rats.

Your clients?

Or Escobar?

Let's call things by their name.

This is simpler than it seems.

The boss wants to know if he can trust you.

Can he?

Of course he can.

Good. So you don't waste the trip,

here's a message for your friend, the president.

It's shorter than the list of pills I take every morning.

It's your turn.

It's farther.

Because when we make a mistake, we think we're bad.

We think we're sinful.

Now one step down.

But rest assured, brothers. Because Jehovah...

We're almost there.

...will help us.

Hello.

-We'll talk about him. -Go inside, boy!

It's important that you know of him.

Let's listen to him. Soften your heart to him.

Because despite our sins...

Wait a second.

...he was able to become a man.

Look the other way.

To come to this earth,

and die on the cross to save our dignity.

This way, you'll get to know what real love is.

Grandma is the only one who can close the door.

Don't yell at me.

Look away.

You look away too.

-Just go. -Look away.

So we can spread this word to lost souls.

Your contributions are elementary

for this humble ministry to continue helping others.

Hello, Don Pacho.

-Good morning. How's the family? -Fine. Thank you, sir.

-Come in. Make yourself at home. -Leider, look what I brought you.

Leider, Christmas came early.

Damaris, how are you?

So-so.

I have something for the boy.

Don Pacho,

thank you. God bless you.

Have a seat. Dinner is served.

Eat it all, then you can play.

Damaris,

here's a little extra for the new guests.

Thank you, Don Pacho.

But will it be enough?

-Elías, and the clothes? -Yes, sir, right away.

If you need more, let me know, and we'll sort it out.

Leider, eat your food.

-Elías. -Sir?

-Get the door. -Yes, sir.

Hello, ladies.

I'm glad to see you so comfortable.

To make it easier,

I brought you some things to look your best.

Look.

Deodorant, shampoo, toothbrushes.

Cigarettes. Even some books to read.

Here is a change of clothes for you.

Those skirts must be so uncomfortable.

The boys are here to look after you.

If any of them misbehaves, tell me. I'll deal with it.

They haven't though, have they?

Be honest. I'm the boss here.

They've been very decent with us, thank you.

Then why are you shaking, ma'am?

We are so grateful for all of this, sir.

Don Pacho. Just call me Don Pacho.

I'll be looking out for you.

Enjoy your stay.

I'd like to say something.

Tell me.

Could I have more cigarettes, please?

Here you go. No reason to complain now, lady.

Cigarettes, a mattress... A five-star kidnapping. Look.

What's this?

My nails look terrible.

In all the time I've been here, that gentleman had never shown up.

Never gave me anything.

I guess they want us alive.

So, cheer up.

I need something to light my cigarette!

Now,

look.

We'll file them first, then paint them.

What do you think I'm going to light this damn thing with?

Bring a light.

And then around. Now you do it.

Real hard at first. Pull it around.

Around, and around.

There. That's it, man.

Again.

-Where are you going? -With Mom.

Spoiled kid.

Do you like it?

-Which one do you like best? -The green one.

The green one? Are you sure?

These are the lady's. Look how pretty.

Shiny buttons.

Help me fold it.

The way I taught you.

Try to do it on your own.

Colombia cannot continue bearing...

-Mr. Alberto. Come, please. -Thank you.

...in Medellín and on the highways.

The murder of prodigious farmers in their cement plants

and on the roads of our homeland.

No more murders.

No more deaths.

No more damned shots.

Come in.

César.

It's been two weeks and we still know nothing.

Come in.

You must prepare for this to take a while.

How can you say that?

I need to get them out as soon as possible.

You know, I was thinking, and I think it would work.

We could change some of the negotiation strategy

with the Extraditables.

Like what?

For example, offer their families protection.

Really?

Yes, and you could give them hope

that maybe they'll be tried here in Colombia.

I assure you they'll start releasing hostages immediately. I'm telling you.

We could just hand over the country and leave for the USA.

Who have you been talking to?

With one of his lawyers.

I'm not in your position.

But Don Hernando Santos and ex-President Turbay have been,

and told me to put the interests of the nation first.

Even if Diana and Francisco's lives were at risk.

I expect no less from you.

Remember the day we took that photo?

You were all stiff, bro.

Three hours and nothing.

Until Maruja put on that song. Remember?

You relaxed. You danced and you were singing.

You actually stopped being that cold and boring César.

Thanks.

Thanks, Maruja.

There you go.

For posterity.

Now rest, Mr. President.

Where you walked wounded, love

Where there's a broken heart

I can remember you

Sorrow, sorrow, sorrow

Sorrow of your mouth

Where, love

Where, love

Sorrow, sorrow, sorrow

Sorrow of your mouth

Where, love

Where, love

Sorrow, sorrow, sorrow.

Caro, happy birthday, my sweetheart.

You're 18 already.

I'm all right.

I hope they're pampering you.

Caro, my love, happy birthday.

May the Virgin Mary bless you.

Hello.

Hi, there.

-Who are you? -I'm looking after you. Nice to meet you.

Look.

The party continues out there.

Do you get it?

They killed the driver,

but the journalists don't mention your friend.

Not a word about him.

You guys probably killed him.

My name is Diez.

How old are you?

I'm 18.

You're a child.

I stopped being a child when I was a child, lady.

Give me the newspaper.

They kidnapped two women, that's all.

Instead of makeup, it should've been a bottle of whiskey to relax.

That's what I miss the most.

Getting home to my apartment at night, tired,

more than dancing or having sex...

Don't tell me if my brother's good in bed.

No, girl.

Alberto seems tough, but no.

No.

I meant that I miss sharing a whiskey, totally relaxed.

Alberto is a good drinking partner,

especially at night.

-Sorry, is there a razor? -No, there isn't.

-What? -How?

I combed my hair, but look, I have a mustache.

-You've never seen me like... -No.

Look, look closer. Right here.

-Don't laugh, Marina. -Just relax already.

-Please, relax already. -You can swap your mustache with me,

for all of this.

And call it even.

Actually, no, sorry.

My nails.

I'll keep them.

It's all that's left of who I am.

Nails, mustache, whiskey.

Good movie title.

Good one. I bet we'd get funding.

Don't cry. Come here.

-You do it. -Let me help you with your mustache.

Help me how?

No, no. It's not hard.

It doesn't hurt.

Like this.

There you go.

Hi, there.

Hi, I'm Andrés Villamizar. Are you Ángel's wife?

-One second, I'll come down. -Thank you.

Matías, don't hide. Come here.

Come.

Girls, say hello.

-Hi. -Hello.

Hello.

-Mariana, say hello. -Hello.

-Hello. -Follow me.

You must be so worried about Mrs. Maruja.

We watch your dad on TV every day.

And we pray that nothing bad happens to your mother.

Ángel always spoke about her.

-He always said nice things. -Everyone at home loved Ángel.

It doesn't seem that way. We missed you at his funeral.

Honestly, we wanted to go, but they wouldn't let us...

How would you be going to a funeral?

With your mom kidnapped and all.

If we went to the funeral of everyone we know,

we'd never do anything else.

We have to keep on living, right?

I know.

Do you want a cookie?

Get in.

Politeness costs nothing.

Does me laughing bother you?

No, why would it?

Well, for disrespecting Ángel's family.

Look.

If I learned one thing in there,

it's to celebrate life.

I have an idea.

-Just one minute. -Go on. I'll wait here.

CHAPINERO LIQUOR STORE

Come on up!

A rose for your girlfriend? Buy one, please? Just 100 pesos.

She's not my girl.

With this, she will be. She's pretty.

-All right, how much? -Only 100 pesos.

-Thank you. -Thanks.

A rose for your girlfriend?

She's not my girlfriend.

What's with that?

Nothing, forget it. Shall we go?

Yes.

Mourning and pain swept through Bogotá this evening.

Seven terrorist attacks took place in the city.

There are at least 21 dead and 66 injured. Many are in a serious condition.

Two of the attacks used car bombs. One went off in the city center.

-A whiskey to calm your nerves. -Thanks.

According to experts, the damage is extensive.

Of the 21 victims, five were minors.

So far, the attacks have not been attributed to anyone.

Forensic and specialized teams are working at the scene.

Carolina, I'll take you home.

Could we go now?

Of course, let's go.

...to find the responsible.

In Cali, another car bomb exploded...

Stay by the phone. I'll be outside.

killing nine people.

In Medellín...

-Bye. -Bye.

...another 12 people were killed,

making the eve of Little Candles Day a very sad for Colombians.

Although authorities haven't confirmed the correlation between these events,

it's very likely these are carefully coordinated attacks...

Carolina.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Motherfucker!

César.

Or should I say "Mr. President"?

Alberto, are you drunk?

Of course I am, bro.

That's why I'm calling so late.

Did I wake you?

Don't worry.

I haven't been sleeping well.

I couldn't sleep even if I wanted to.

My wife's in the hands of Narcos...

and my son on the street while seven bombs go off.

Is he okay? No one told me.

He's fine. It was close.

But he's fine.

Damn, you scared me.

I was scared too.

Very scared.

People who elected you live with that same fear, César.

You know what I was thinking while drinking?

That I believe in the law.

I believe in justice.

I believe in the rule of law.

I also believe Escobar is holing all of us hostage.

And if I have to deal with the devil himself to end this shit,

I'm more than willing to do it.

And I'm sure that's how most Colombians feel.

So...

I just wanted to share that.

Just drunken thoughts.

Good night, Mr. President.

Good day, everyone.

The President of the Republic will address the entire nation

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Thanks for coming.

I want to be very clear. The government won't yield to violence.

-Mr. President. -Not now, please.

I need to speak to him.

As Luis Carlos Galán once said,

we must put the interests and wishes of the Colombian people above all else.

We must seek new and creative solutions,

to stop the spiral of violence in which we are currently immersed.

So we will make modifications

in the decree of submission to justice for drug traffickers.

Modifications within the legal framework.

Hello?

Turn on the TV.

Dad. Hey, Dad! Wake up.

What happened?

Those who surrender to the authorities and confess their crimes

will have access to reduced sentences.

And depending on the severity, it'll be established whether they're tried

by the Colombian justice system or not.

These corrective measures will strengthen our judicial system,

and offer guarantees that drug traffickers are tried under the law.

That's all. Thank you.

-Mr. President, one question. -One question.

Mr. President.

So, sleepyheads.

Get up! Wash up, clean your faces, and comb your hair! We have to go.

All right, let's go.

-Wait, where? -Why the questions? Just get out, lady.

Go, go, go.

Not you, old man. You stay in the five-star room.

Stay with this nut.

Go on, old man. Go!

Damn, are you going to make me beg?

All right, old man, go.

What is it, my dear?

-Do you need help or what? Move it. -Get your fucking hands off me.

I like you, honey. Stop disobeying.

Just go on. Stop disobeying.

Go on. Go.

Go, go.

Go on.

Go on, old man.

Ricardo!

Where are you taking them?

Carolina, my dear.

Every day, I remember when you were a little girl.

I would take you in my arms

while you'd look at me with those gorgeous eyes,

and they said,

"I look like a little girl, but I'm strong."

Do you still like that rude boy?

He doesn't deserve you.

But who am I to give love advice, right?

Forgive me, please,

for working so much.

Forgive me for not being the mother you expected.

Do you know what I do when I wake up sad or am losing hope?

I close my eyes, and...

I imagine that we're there together.

There is no better place for us.

See you soon, my doll.

I love you both.

Blondie!

Do you want to watch the news?

Your friends are on.

We're here with Azucena Liévano, who's been released a few hours ago.

Azucena, tell us, how do you feel today?

I'm very happy. So happy to be here again.

But I have two concerns.

The first is

that my colleagues are not yet free.

And the second is, how will my parents and my husband

ever regain the peace and the trust that they've lost?

Let's go back to...

We will get out of here.

after you were deceived...

And we'll celebrate in your restaurant, Marina.

We'll have some hot chocolate,

with wonderfully toasted bread, and cheese, and a croissant.

We're getting used to it.

My dearest.

God willing.

Cecilia?

Cecilia, answer it.

I'm in the bathroom.

Hello, Peña and Associates.

Mr. Peña. My wife and sister. When?

What an honor. It's Alberto Villamizar himself.

Stop playing dumb. When?

We have to wait.

After the gesture made by the Extraditables,

I imagine that your friend, the president, will look good.

The government already opened the door for negotiations.

One moment, please.

That decree was not explicit enough.

It could lend itself to very bad interpretations.

How is it not explicit enough?

Escobar and his friends could be tried here.

What more do you want?

I already told you, it's a problem of trust.

Look, brother, do you want me to trust you?

Then give me proof that my wife and sister are still alive.

-What are you doing? -Time to get pretty.

To prove to your families you're still alive.

Learn it down pat.

This way.

Come, this way.

There you are, very pretty.

Do you know what to say?

Hello, my love.

They treat us very well here, so please don't worry.

We'll see each other soon, and...

And...

We can work on having a baby. I think it's time.

And when I'm back...

When I'm back,

everything will be better, honey.

We've seen the progress that the government has made.

It's appreciated.

We must continue like this.

We have to give the assurance

that we are able to resolve this among Colombians.

If it continues...

Those aren't Mom's words. They told her to say it.

They treat us very well here.

The food is good.

They give us protein, and sometimes salad.

Son, don't neglect the restaurant.

Listen to Rosalba.

She knows who gets complimentary tiramisu and who doesn't.

And spoil Guillo.

He doesn't like to be inside, so take him out for walks.

I am deeply grateful for my family,

for having them.

I think of you every day of my life.

I think of all of my children.

And although we are so far apart,

I keep you in here, close to me.

I also think of you, Alberto.

A lot.

I love you all.

We've found the target, General.

Say the word and we'll go in.

Right now. You haven't entered? Shoot first and then ask.

We could easily just capture them.

Follow the order, Pedraza.

That's right, motherfucker!

Leider, what color do you want our car to be?

I want it black with blue,

and fast.

Hear that? We're having a fast black and blue car.

Really?

-Well, dreams don't cost anything. -Yes, my dear.

Fuck. Everything went to shit. Motherfucker!

-What are you doing? -Shut up, bitch.

Fuck it. Everything's gone to shit.

-Don't take it! -Shut up!

They're crazy.

Fuck!

Leider, let's go to bed.

Enough playing for today.

Let's go. It's late.

To that scum that's hunting us down for being criminals,

do you think we're dumb or something?

Just because we're calm,

it doesn't mean we don't have bullets, motherfuckers.

They'll get their wake-up call.

Because they're confusing the nobility

of decent people like me, with weakness.

And those assholes will pay dearly.

You'll see when this war starts.

They said there was a letter with the tape.

Is it true?

Yes.

-What did Escobar say in it? -He's angry.

Our blows have been powerful.

Ten of his close associates went down in a few days.

-Alberto... -What does it say?

That they'll kill the hostages one by one.

What did you say?

That they'll kill the hostages one by one.