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This story is inspired by true events.

Any similarities to real people is coincidental.

Despite Gaviria's legal decree facilitating the surrender,

and clear signals from the Constituent Assembly

to legislate against extradition,

Escobar continues to keep the whole country in suspense,

by not deciding to free the hostages.

Damaris!

Sweetheart!

What's up, honey?

Are you drunk?

A little bit.

Honey,

Come on, let's dance.

Come, let's dance.

-Elías, you're drunk. -Come on.

Let's do it.

The boy's not here.

You should go to bed.

What is it? Don't you like me anymore?

Look, Damaris,

whatever shit we're in, you're still mine.

-You stink, no! -What?

No! I don't want to!

Calm down.

Don't be like that.

Not with me, Damaris.

Son of a bitch!

Not with me. After all I've done for you!

Let go of me!

-Monje, do something. -Quiet, I can't hear.

-Can't you do something? He'll kill her. -Shut up.

No, do me a favor and go help that girl.

-It's not our problem. -Yes, it is your problem.

-What's wrong? -They're killing her.

You've woken up Mrs. Beatriz.

-Go, Monje, please. -You're not my boss.

It's over.

-What if he killed her? -Well, we'll bury her.

You're brutes.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

A coffee, please.

How much for the flask?

It's not for sale.

Please, ma'am. I have a long day.

Copito, come on. Come on.

Why are you wearing a mask?

Are you okay?

Yes.

You sure?

Come here.

What a bastard.

Here. It'll help with the pain a little.

I think that's Monje.

He has scored.

That's like counting money in front of the poor.

Do you hear?

Negro, stay there. Go back, please.

Don't touch her!

Leave her alone! I'm going to talk with Don Pacho.

-You lay a finger on us, and... -Shut up!

Nobody will touch you, you old hag. Nosey hag.

What a turnoff. Shit.

Negro, if you need to go do your thing, don't worry. We'll stay here.

NEWS OF KIDNAPPING

Do you have Milena?

Go on, I'll be up soon.

Did you get a job here too?

Any news?

You tell me.

Nothing from me.

Sooner or later, Escobar will release them.

Rumor is that the assembly will vote "No to extradition."

I'm not so sure.

Escobar won't give up his negotiating power so easily.

Tell me what to do.

You, go to sleep. "Sleep restores," my mom would say.

As if I could sleep right now.

Don't worry, I'm staying.

Okay, give me a cup. I'm fucking freezing.

As you wish,

Mr. President.

Today we are recycling.

We're buying tin, iron, copper, aluminum, batteries,

items that are not needed in the home.

Today, we're buying for an excellent price.

Come over. See how much you can get.

We have someone trustworthy who will take your garbage...

Hey!

-Looks like Damaris woke up happy today. -Your breakfast.

Make sure you close the door when you leave.

Damaris...

Are you all right?

That cough sounds bad, ma'am. I'll get a doctor.

-And you can't just sit and do nothing. -Don't let him hit you.

Easy.

Damaris!

That wound could get really bad.

Your eye could get infected under that mask.

-No. -You can trust us.

We can see each other's faces, Damaris.

That looks very bad. Easy, easy.

Easy, easy.

Let me talk to Don Pacho.

No.

Tell me how we can help you.

Don't talk to him, then. But a doctor should take a look.

All right?

They're here.

How are you?

-Hi, Damaris. -Morning, Don Pacho.

Mind the step.

-I'm going to the store. -With that on?

Can you close up?

...someone trustworthy, who'll take your scrap metal

from your patio, garage, or workshop...

These are diuretics.

Take them for three days, every eight hours.

If you don't feel well, these painkillers.

Take for five days, every eight hours.

Do you have any cigarettes?

Maruja, those are bad for you.

Leave me alone. I'm having withdrawal symptoms.

The doctor knows that's worse than smoking.

No, I don't smoke. And I recommend you don't either.

What a sweet doctor.

So worried about us, just like everyone else here.

Is working for drug traffickers part of your Hippocratic oath?

Or is treating hostages your humanitarian work?

Don't harass the doctor.

Mafia medicine, Beatriz!

Shut up, Maruja. Enough!

You've been at it for months, looking for a fight, Maruja.

Do you want us to end up like Marina in the morgue?

Look, I feel most ashamed to see you in this situation.

How's it going?

Fine. She said she'll take care of herself.

Yes, we'll take good care of her.

You can go. There's a car waiting for you.

We're going the other way.

-All right. -Beatriz.

You're leaving.

What?

No, wait. I'm going with Maruja.

-Wait a minute. -She'll be...

Maruja, I don't have time for tantrums.

-I'm just asking... -Be quiet!

-Hurry up. -No, no!

No. Beatriz, no!

-Beatriz, no! -Maruja.

Beatriz!

Stay calm. It'll be all right.

No! Please, Don Pacho!

We're here.

-Come on. -No.

-Don't hurt me. -No, no.

Come, bring her over here.

We're going to dress you,

so you look pretty when your family sees you.

This is what you'll say.

First of all, you never saw us, or spoke to us. You know nothing.

Got it?

Second, this trip lasted over three hours, and it was very hot where you were.

Are we clear? Close your eyes, ma'am.

What are you doing, Betty?

Don't look for trouble at this stage of the game.

Wait.

That's it. There, very pretty. Look.

That's great.

I'm going to miss you, ma'am.

Bea, this is Yuber.

Hey, what's up, honey? Easy, let's get you out of here.

-Get on. -Where?

-On the motorcycle. -Those things scare me.

Betty, don't get silly now. Do you want to stay, or what?

Come here, I'll help you. Put your foot there.

That's it. Get on. There you go.

I bet you'll end up liking it.

If your marriage doesn't work out, call me. I'll come kidnap you.

Off you go.

Negro, let's go.

Carolina!

Carolina.

Hey!

What's wrong? Are you crazy?

Are you crazy? I thought you were dead.

You idiot.

Is something wrong?

Yes. When I'm underwater,

away from the world, and I close my eyes,

I can see her.

Who, your mother?

I'm crazy, right?

No, I don't think you are crazy.

-Carolina! -Not at all.

Andrés, dear, your dad has been looking for you.

-Did something happen? -They released your aunt.

And my mom?

-Do you like it? -Yes, sir.

Damaris,

are we working this out?

I know you're better off here,

but if you're not there, it falls apart.

We need a woman's touch.

It's complicated, Don Pacho.

Yes, I know you've had your problems with Elías.

It's normal, but it can be resolved. Right, ma'am?

Well, I couldn't say.

I've been a widow for a long time.

Well, that's the easiest solution of all.

But we don't want that, right?

Aunt, could you see if Don Pacho's coffee is ready?

Of course.

Of course, my dear.

I am proposing this.

Come back to the house, but as lady of the manor.

He'll do whatever you say.

Elías.

Yes, my love.

The boy is looked after here.

It's either that, or the game is over.

I'll get some things ready for Leider, and go back.

I have to go now. I'm so sorry.

And don't worry about her. She's in good hands.

This won't happen again.

Okay.

According to that, you were in a town where it was hot.

Right?

Yes, it was very hot.

-What else? -Information.

How humid was it? How hot?

-Something more specific. -I am so tired.

They had me driving around.

They changed cars several times. I want to rest.

Lots of mosquitos?

What?

The bites on your arms.

Yes, but you get used to it.

-Like with everything. -That's strange.

Because those are flea bites. Fleas live in cold places.

They're in Bogotá, right?

Bogotá? Could you give me some tissue paper?

I don't understand.

Cold places...

What's the difference between a flea bite...

All right, stop playing dumb, would you?

General Mendoza, I need a word, please.

-Stay here, Pedraza. -Yes, sir.

What more?

What is it, Villamizar?

You think it's okay to separate my sister and her family?

She spoke to her husband earlier.

Then they took me out and I couldn't see her anymore.

What is going on?

Try to be more considerate.

Don't play the martyr husband. We know you're not.

What do you mean by that?

Nothing, just what everyone knows.

Let them in.

Aunt Betty!

Aunty!

I'm so happy to see you!

Pedraza, can we have a moment, please?

Let's go.

I made sure not to say anything, to keep Maruja safe.

Thank you.

A hug? Perhaps a small show of affection?

Alberto.

Maruja is all right.

Let's hug.

Hurry up.

Come on, woman.

Negro, please tell me what happened to Beatriz.

-Tell me she's okay. -Lady...

-I beg you. -They don't pay me to chit-chat.

There.

Hurry up.

Damaris, do you like cleaning?

It's boring at first, but it has to be done.

In Medellín, people kept their houses nice and clean.

In Bogotá, people are filthier.

Is it because it's warmer here, or what?

What? Why are you looking at me?

No reason.

Shake this outside.

Bring them folded.

Fine, all good.

-Don't show your face. -I always forget that shit.

This is so good.

So, Aunt, tell us.

-About what, love? -What do you mean, "About what"?

I haven't seen my mom in months. I'd at least like to know if she's okay.

She's fine.

She's okay.

How do you spend your days there?

The days there are like...

sometimes never-ending,

other times, short.

But you get used to routines. Like...

I don't know. They always give you the same food.

They walk you in the courtyard at night.

Look,

things there aren't easy.

But you endure it.

Maruja is very brave.

Your mom is a brave woman.

She does what she can.

She's as well as she can be.

Let's talk about something else.

Of course. That's enough, guys.

-Potatoes? -Yes, my love.

Potatoes. Thanks.

It's really good.

Sweetheart,

where's my food?

Get it yourself.

Damaris!

What the fuck have I done to you? What?

What the fuck have I done? Tell me!

-Tell me what happened to Beatriz. -I've come to clean the room.

-My pleasure. -Thank you.

How's Beatriz?

-Is it that hard to say thanks? -I did say thanks.

Why are you talking to me like that?

Can you tell me what this shit is?

Are you trying to escape? Are you insane?

We'd all pay for that.

-I didn't think you were this stupid. -Don't insult me.

Do you have no shame, Damaris?

You're an accomplice, a criminal, little girl.

Now you're insulting me.

Have you ever been hungry?

Not like you, who has to put up with herself,

treating everyone like slaves.

Do you treat your family like this?

Shut up, filthy Indian!

Yes, Indian. And proud to be.

Come back, I didn't mean to offend you.

Be thankful you're alive, unlike your friend.

Like who?

What did they do to Beatriz?

Oh, my God.

You've reached the Villamizar-Pachón house.

Leave your message after the tone.

Hi, Alberto. It's Maia.

I miss you.

I'm so sorry they haven't released Maruja. I really am.

I'm sending you hugs, and I hope things get resolved.

Kisses.

What a pity.

What?

It's a pity that I didn't inherit my parents' dance skills.

Show me what you've got.

Let's see.

Easy, easy. As if you were rolling. Like this.

Like this.

Relax your shoulders. Breathe.

There. Close your eyes.

Imagine we're at the beach.

Think about the sea,

about the waves.

Not like that.

Loosen your hips.

See? You're your mother's son.

Dad?

Is it a bad thing that my mother is the last to be released?

As long as your mom is alive, nothing is bad.

As long as she's not with us, nothing is as good.

What are we going to do?

What are we going to do, Dad?

I don't know.

I'll think of something.

Let's dance for now.

Having a nightmare?

Nobody will get out alive?

Two already from this room.

Kill me.

That's what you want, right?

Kill me.

-Look at me when I talk to you. -What a pain in the ass.

"Pain in the ass..." Is that all you have to say?

All you were taught?

-Listen! -Fucking bitch.

Look at me when I talk to you.

Look at me!

What happened?

You've had 12 hours to get through your trauma.

Yeah.

Coffee?

BEATRIZ RELEASED

"I feel reborn."

Bad picture, but it's in the front page.

That's a decent photo, all things considered.

-Do you want sugar, milk? Anything? -No.

Seriously, though,

I'm getting desperate.

Escobar's playing with me.

As long as she's there, it's like she's dead.

-Don't say that. -You know it's true.

Have patience, Alberto.

You have to wait. Don't put her at risk.

-Be wise and wait. -I'm sick of waiting.

Do you think I'm going to stand around waiting?

Beatriz, where is she?

You know, don't you?

I don't. And if I did, I wouldn't tell you.

No, sir.

Look,

if you don't give me some information to help free Maruja,

I will personally go declare war on that son of a bitch Escobar.

-What are you saying? -You heard me.

That bastard also has a wife and kids, and I can hurt them.

With the Colombian army's help or alone. I don't care.

-He's killed half the country. -I don't care.

I'll go there and I'll kill him.

-With my own hands. -You'll kill him.

So give me something that can help me.

-Give me something. -I won't tell you.

You would've been dead!

You brat! You would've been dead!

You got to live because I did something.

Don't deny Maruja that possibility.

Just drink the stupid coffee and leave. I'll see you later.

Good morning.

Your breakfast.

Mrs. Maruja.

Mrs. Maruja!

Mrs. Maruja.

Shit!

Negro, wake up!

She's dying on us. Help me get her out.

-What happened? -Let's get her out.

Hold on.

Hurry up!

Where?

-Does this place ring a bell? -I'm not sure.

Stop, stop!

-Are you sure? -I don't know.

-The place back there? -I don't know.

You have to focus.

-Keep going. -Let's go.

Come on, wake up!

-What happened? -Monje, help me turn her over.

Help me, Monje!

Negro, more water!

You guys are useless.

Come on, lady, cough it up.

Please, ma'am. Wake up!

-What should we do, man? -No idea.

Let's call the fucking doctor.

No, we'd have to ask for permission.

You're okay now.

Negro, more water! More water!

That's it.

Fuck. They're going to kill me.

They'll kill us.

No, they won't, because this never happened.

Here, here!

I think it's here.

Stop, stop the car.

I think we're close.

When they...

got me out of the car, they put me on a motorcycle. Here.

I think it's that way.

We brought you the TV, some cigarettes and some magazines.

THE MYSTERIES OF THE DIANA TURBAY CASE

I'm staying. All good.

BEATRIZ VILLAMIZAR RELEASED

Forgive me.

I was angry.

Don't give up, Maruja.

Think of your husband and kids.

None of us have someone doing so much for us.

I envy you.

You're scared shitless that I'll tell Don Pacho, right?

You know exactly what could happen.

That's right.

Feel the rage.

Be as angry as you want. To hate is to be alive.

Monje, in case the lady wants another smoke.

Was it a good trip?

Was it good?

We're buying tin, iron, copper, aluminum, batteries,

items that are not needed in the home.

Today, we're buying...

Do you think it's here?

I don't know.

Could be, or the one we passed 10 blocks ago,

because I never saw anything.

It could be any of these houses.

What are you doing?

-No. What? -Listen.

Do you hear any sounds?

Anything familiar?

Alberto, Maruja was the one always aware of those things.

I wasn't.

-Where are you going? -For a smoke.

Have you noticed anyone different in the neighborhood lately? No?

We're going to talk about him today.

Hello, Mrs. Rosa.

Have you noticed anyone different around here?

For he, in spite of our sins,

became man, and came to this earth...

I don't believe in God. Leave me alone.

That's why we insist, brothers, that in this day,

you become aware,

and repent of any action you have committed against your neighbor.

-Hello. Two packets of saline, please. -With pleasure.

And you, young lady?

Have you seen anyone new in the area with a country accent?

No.

Are you okay? Do you need help?

No.

Thank you.

Here you go.

Are you really okay?

A prayer from you, brothers,

helps change every lost soul.

...let us never cease...

to think of others.

You promised you wouldn't do anything.

How could you leave me here?

You just run off looking for a fight, like a teenager?

It's not like that.

You're going to rescue her by fighting. Yes, fighting.

-Don't overreact. I wasn't long. -Five minutes, Alberto.

We could be at Maruja's door and it'd still be useless,

because they'd kill her before we can rescue her

with your big, fucking Colombian army.

I don't know why I'm surprised. You always do what you want.

You hear and see what you want. No wonder Maruja wants to leave you.

Did she tell you?

She won't tell me. I'm your sister.

Don't be a wuss. What did she say?

I'm not saying.

Give me a break. Let's go.

-I want to talk. What did she say? -Alberto, let's go.

Tell me what she said!

I don't have change.

Give her a coin.

-Here. -Thank you.

Do you know what?

They told me to tell Mr. Alberto. That's you, right?

Don't look for what you haven't lost.

Don't endanger the life of Mrs. Maruja and Andrés.

Now, excuse me.

Let's go, Alberto.

Start the car. Alberto, let's go!

Thanks.