Original subtitles

- [Announcer] Take car 22 to point Z.

Car 22 to point Z right away!

The van with the newly arrived prisoners

for the Santa Catarina Women's Penitentiary

is coming up to gate 7 now.

(somber music)

(tires screeching)

- Is this the van to Santa Catarina?

- Yes, sir.

- I have another prisoner for you.

Don't worry, her documents are all in order.

I guarantee you.

(somber saxophone music)

Even if you weren't expecting her,

she's yours now.

- Very well, sir.

We'll take care of her.

Get in, go on.

(siren alarming)

(jazzy beat music)

- [Driver] This the first time you've taken them to prison?

- [Guard] No, but it's a few years since the last time.

- [Driver] Changed a bit, then.

- [Guard] Sure has.

Too many unsolved cases.

Unfinished stories.

- [Driver] How is it now?

- [Guard] Gotta be careful.

Handcuffs used to be made of steal.

Now they're made or rubber,

so they don't hurt their poor, little delicate wrists.

- [Driver] Really take care of our whores, now don't we?

(men laughing)

(jazzy beat music)

- Why do these girls gotta serve time, huh?

- Prostitution and drug abuse.

- They'll fix them up real good inside.

Did you notice that little dark one?

Real cute, don't you think?

- Yeah, certainly did.

(jazzy beat music)

- Don't start getting depressed yet.

We'll have plenty of time to think things out

where we're going.

(jazzy beat music)

- Look what I brought you today.

- Good morning, Miguel.

- Fresh vegetables from my garden.

- Thank you, come to the office.

We'll pay you for them.

- I don't want anything.

- How's the leg doing?

- All right now.

If it weren't for your doctor,

I would be on crutches for the rest of my life.

- I must say, he did a really good job on you.

- He is not a doctor, he is a saint.

- Another collection of Madonna

they leave to plant in our garden.

Pity they need to grow in dung and filth.

Let's go.

- I hope you're not going to cause trouble in here.

No one would suspect you had such a record to look at you.

Laura Kendall, age 26.

Prostitute by profession.

Pusher of drugs.

Attempted homicide.

- I had every reason to kill him.

- He was a pimp.

How about the bit on drug pushing?

Did you push the stuff or not?

Yes or no?

- Reply to the question when addressed!

- Yes.

- Yes, what?

- Yes, your honor.

- Yes and say, "Head Warden."

- Yes, sorry, Head Warden.

- You may go.

(groaning)

- [Woman Prisoner] Hi, Kitty.

Welcome home!

(giggling)

- [Kitty] Hi, babe.

- [Woman Prisoner] How was it outside?

Couldn't wait to get back in, huh?

(laughing)

- [Girl Prisoner] Hello, Kitty, remember me?

- Ciao.

- [Woman Prisoner] Now we've got Kitty back.

Things will get hotter again around here.

- Stop it!

Stop it at once!

- What's going on in the outside world?

- Silence!

I won't have any more of this confusion!

Shut up!

- You may go now, guards.

(somber music)

Please undress.

(pleasant music)

I'm afraid that I'm required

to give you a medical check now.

(pleasant music)

Right.

Let's take a look at you.

- Ah.

I'd never have guessed I would ever meet you again in here.

- Sorry to disillusion you.

- I would prefer to share my cell with a cheap hooker.

They're much nicer to hang out with.

- If you want an easy life in here,

forget the past

and keep one eye shut in the present.

- And keep both closed on the future.

- You got the idea, girl.

- [Kitty] This is your new special friend?

- Yeah, like her?

- She's really tied up to you closer, isn't she?

- Mhmm.

She needs plenty of affection.

Don't you, Malone?

And you get it from me, don't you?

- You don't seem to need any medicines.

Have you had any serious diseases?

- It's all written down on my medical chart.

- Of course it is.

Your medical history is all here in the report.

The only thing missing is your education.

The grade you reached in school.

I guess you don't need qualifications to get by in here.

(somber music)

- Pilar.

- [Woman] What is it?

- You've got company.

She needs someone to explain the rules.

(somber music)

- Don't be greedy.

You'll get sick and die.

And what would I do all alone?

That's enough.

I'll give you some more flies tomorrow.

(laughing)

As cockroaches go, you're getting on.

At our age, we have to be careful.

We get greedy and stupid.

Don't be shy.

Make yourself at home.

I was talking to you.

You better get used to it.

But I'm no use to you, my dear.

I prefer to make friends with animals.

They don't do anything they don't mean.

They never stab you in the back

and they keep their mouths shut.

I mean this.

So listen to what I say.

If you want to survive in this toilet,

mind your own business and no one else's.

That's your bed.

- This girl, Kendall, is an interesting case.

Clinically speaking, of course.

- Yes, most unusual.

- Not much about the others.

Two pages about her.

I'd like to know when you're going to find time for me.

Don't forget, you owe me your position here.

I don't think you'd enjoy going back to breaking rocks,

would you?

There's no need to worry.

I'm not going to.

I like you being here.

Only remember, you're not so much a doctor

as a wretched uxoricide.

(ominous beat music)

- Are you waiting for me to throw it in the garbage can?

Take it away!

- Oh, thank you! Thank you very much.

- Show in Malone.

- Yes, at once.

- Come in.

Come in, Malone.

There's a food parcel form your mother, dear.

For a prostitute, she has good taste.

You like chocolates?

A fine boy you got.

Pity you won't see him again until he's a soldier.

(somber music)

Sinus spray.

Relieves nasal congestion

and helps clear irritation in the throat and oral cavity.

I always find it, even if it's hidden in a nasal spray.

(sniffing)

Trained dogs may not always tell it's there

but I can.

No.

I'm not ready yet.

You'll know when the times comes.

- [Announcer] Dr. Moran is wanted immediately

in the male infirmary.

Repeat, Dr. Moran is to go to the male infirmary at once.

(dramatic beat music)

- Leave him alone, I warned you.

- He answers to anybody.

- Anyone except you.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

- You may go now.

(chuckling)

So, here we are again.

- I'm very sorry, doctor.

But they always say I'm not going to hurt you this time

and then they do.

You know how it is.

(fighting commotion)

(suspenseful music)

(yelling)

(thudding)

(groaning)

(whistle blowing)

(suspenseful music)

(whistle blowing)

(thudding)

(yelling)

- When will you learn to say no?

- The trouble is they grab me

when I'm on the sentimental side.

- You try turning the other cheek.

I shall have you transferred to the women's prison

if you do it again.

So be more careful.

- Got some clients for you, doc.

- Next time.

- Put him over on the bed.

(groaning)

- Make sure you come to my cell tonight

because I wanna fill up your tank, cutie pie.

- I'm busy tonight, Dicky, dear.

- Dirty slut.

- Better than you.

Seen yourself in the mirror lately?

- [Dicky] I'll kill you for that.

- You don't scare me.

You got no guts.

- Filthy faggot!

(ominous music)

(groaning)

(ominous music)

(snickering)

- Wait.

(ominous music)

(humming tune)

(sexually moaning)

(gasping)

(sexually moaning)

- Just listen, cockroach.

Listen to what that heartless bitch, Rescaut,

is putting that poor girl, Malone, through.

Hear that?

Women are so cruel to each other sometimes.

But we know all about that, don't we?

Once it was fun in here.

There was a porter called Juan.

He was all right.

We screwed him to death, unfortunately.

(women moaning)

(ominous beat music)

(sexually moaning)

(gasping)

(moaning)

(gasping)

(sensual beat music)

(women sexually moaning)

(women sexually moaning)

(sensual beat music)

(yelling)

(thudding)

(women yelling)

- Don't let it get you down or it'll drive you crazy.

Better get used to it.

Sooner or later it'll happen to you.

We've all been through it.

- No!

I won't let them.

I couldn't stand it.

I couldn't.

- They do what they want.

You have no choice in here.

We're just numbers, that's all.

Not human beings and the sooner you accept that the better.

- No, I'd rather die!

(birds chirping)

- I think I'll go to the laundry today.

Yeah.

I have the right to do whatever I like around here.

I'd say I've earned it.

20 years inside.

Hang on, girl.

You'll need this,

otherwise you'll never see to comb your hair.

No need to thank me, love.

I don't expect anything in return like some do.

- Rise and shine!

Time to get up!

Wake up!

On your feet!

Wake up in there!

Get up all of you or you'll get no coffee!

Come on!

On your feet!

Coffee's getting cold.

- Stick to the rules.

It's not worth breaking.

That's my advice to you.

Would you like my coffee ration as well?

- Thanks.

- I hate things to be wasted and I can't drink it.

Watch out for Hertha.

She spies for the warden, so keep out of her way.

- Come on, move you girls!

What's the matter with you?

Still in bed?

No coffee if you don't get a move on.

You want to be on the sick list, do you?

All right, take it easy.

I'll bring your coffee.

She obviously needs rest too.

(ominous beat music)

- Hey, you!

Get up!

We've got a job for you!

- Go empty this!

(ominous beat music)

The royal lavatory cleaner.

Hurry up, toilet trash!

What are you waiting for?

Go!

Fast!

Fast!

- No!

- I gave you an order!

Obey it!

(gasping)

(suspenseful music)

(groaning)

(thudding)

(groaning)

(thudding)

(yelling)

(whimpering)

(thudding)

- Leave me alone!

(groaning)

(thudding)

- This will cool you down!

Lock it!

(water dripping)

- You really have to admit,

your friend got what was coming to her.

- One day I'll make you pay for this,

you dirty spying whore!

- No chance, Kitty.

(gasping)

(yelling)

(groaning)

- Open the cell door!

Consuelo!

Come on, don't just stand there!

Get yourself together!

Dress!

Fast!

The chief warden wants to see you.

- I knew you wouldn't have to wait long, Consuelo.

You've been chosen because you're young and pretty.

You're going to be happy there.

Go on!

(whimpering)

- You planned this, Hertha.

- If you like, I can put in a word for you too, Kitty puss.

- You lousy bitch!

(groaning)

(whimpering)

(rat squeaking)

(menacing beat music)

(rats screeching)

(menacing beat music)

(whimpering)

(rats chirping)

(screaming)

(screaming)

- [Guard] Get in there!

(gasping)

(eerie beat music)

- She's certainly an attractive young woman.

- It's a pity to waste her like that.

- You mean you'd like her yourself?

(chuckling)

- I sometimes wonder if you wouldn't be more at home

in another kind of house.

- Might be quite an idea.

(moaning)

- No!

(whimpering)

(menacing music)

(gasping)

(rats chirping)

(whimpering)

(eerie music)

(gasping)

- Come on!

Come on! Come in here!

There she is.

We'll have a little fun and nobody cares.

- She's a virgin?

- [Prisoner 50] There's one way to find out.

(laughing)

- No.

No.

(growling)

(laughing)

- Let go!

(laughing)

(whimpering)

Please!

- Come here!

(crying)

- No!

(yelling)

(laughing)

(yelling)

- This is much better!

Now you're gonna think of me.

(ominous beat music)

(yelling)

(groaning)

(prisoners laughing)

(Consuelo whimpering)

(giggling)

(yelling)

(ominous beat music)

- Yeah, you're gonna like it!

(screaming)

- You're never gonna want anybody in after this.

(yelling)

(moaning)

(whimpering)

(screaming)

(rats chirping)

(whimpering)

(ominous music)

- Come on, this way!

Send them away!

- Back to work.

- Come on.

- It has nothing to do with you.

- Laura should be careful now.

Don't overdo the punishments.

A group of do-gooders has been formed

to protect their rights

and the ministry is playing it very cool.

- I've done nothing except apply the rules of discipline.

- You do just as you like.

- We house a hundred female prisoners,

many of whom are desperate and dangerous

and they only understand one law,

the one that hurts them physically.

- I have to go take care of my little bastards now.

- Wait.

(knocking)

What is it?

- Good morning, Chief Inspector.

- Good morning, Rescaut.

- Well?

- I had to put Kendall back in her cell.

- She was supposed to be in isolation a week.

- Yes, but bones is all we would've found at the end of it.

She's been torn to bits by rats.

(whimpering)

(ominous beat music)

(groaning)

- What is that?

- It sounds Pilar.

(Pilar moaning)

- We better see what's wrong.

Call someone, quickly!

She must be sick.

Oh my goodness.

(Pilar moaning)

- What's the matter with you, Pilar?

(groaning)

Pilar, what's wrong?

- I'm sick!

I'm sick, call the doctor!

(moaning)

- Pilar, what is it?

Can I get you something?

(moaning)

- Is somebody getting the doctor?

We mustn't let her die!

Do something!

- Somebody do something!

(moaning)

- What is it, Pilar? What's the matter?

Why are you making so much fuss over a bitter belly?

(groaning)

- [Women] Call the doctor! Call the doctor!

Call the doctor!

- Shut up, all of you!

- [Women] Call the doctor! Call the doctor!

Call the doctor!

Call the doctor!

Call the doctor!

Call the doctor!

- Come on, now!

Break it up! Back to work!

- All right.

Calm down.

I'm here now, Pilar.

Let me examine you.

Here I am.

(groaning)

(whimpering)

What's wrong with her?

- She's faking it.

- She's a sick girl.

There's nothing fake about it.

She's covered in rat bites.

She must be taken to the infirmary at once!

- Without the head warden's order,

it's absolutely impossible.

- I'll assume complete responsibility.

- What is all this?

Leave us.

- This prisoner is very ill.

She must have medical care at once.

- Don't worry over her.

Her wounds are self-inflicted.

She's mentally, slightly disturbed.

We'll soon find out what's wrong.

- I want her put in the hospital, now.

- But of course, whatever you think best, doctor.

- How's the patient feeling today?

- If it hadn't been for you, doctor.

- Time is the best healer.

You're not bad for two weeks.

- What're you doing in a place like this?

- You mean why am I wearing this uniform?

(somber music)

Ever heard of euthanasia?

- Mhmm.

- My wife was suffering from cancer.

She didn't have long to live.

A question of days, that's all.

The pain was awful.

I swore that I would do anything in the world

I could to help her.

She got worse everyday.

Nobody could save her.

Never saw anyone suffer like that.

She begged me to put her out of her misery.

So I killed her.

- But you're guilty only of too much love.

- Yes, guilty.

No one has the right to take life.

I'm a murderer and I'm paying for my crime.

(dramatic music)

- I have to confess something as well.

You told me your secret, so I know I can trust you.

- Don't confess anything.

I know all there is to know about you.

Your report was very long and detailed.

The only thing that was missing

was your academic qualifications.

(dramatic music)

Rest now.

(beat music)

- [Man] Why the hell doesn't she show herself?

- Playing hard to get

or maybe she's been transferred.

- She's up there hiding.

She'll show herself in a minute.

You'll see.

(ominous beat music)

- Malone, here's your lover.

- Who the hell do you mean?

- Come on.

Why don't you show him a bit of leg or something?

Keep the poor boy in the boil, why don't you?

Come on.

Help me move the bed.

- [Man] There she is!

(beat music)

Oh, look at those jugs!

An!

If I could get my mouth on those tits.

(men moaning)

I've never seen boobies like that.

Why don't you come down here, baby?

(giggling)

- Can't you see what she's doing to you?

Stop it at once!

She's turning all of you into a bunch of drooling savages!

Don't look, please!

It's disgusting!

Listen, I satisfied you once.

I couldn't afford you anymore.

You swore you only wanted me!

(laughing)

(whimpering)

Stop staring up at that window!

(laughing)

Take your eyes off that nasty little whore.

She's only teasing you.

Making fools of you.

Believe me.

Don't expect me to help you out when she's got you hot.

I'm no substitute.

(ominous beat music)

- [Man] What was that, Leander?

- What did I do?

Wait a minute.

(men groaning)

(yelling)

(suspenseful music)

(siren alarming)

- Get down from there!

What the hell are you trying to prove?

- Hey!

- Come on, cut it out!

(laughing)

(whistle blowing)

(suspenseful music)

(thudding)

(gunshots booming)

- Oh, doctor.

They stuffed in a stick.

I'll never get over this.

(groaning)

I'll never recover.

- You'll recover, all right.

Don't worry, Leander.

I will have you transferred to the women's hospital.

- Oh, I'm scared, doctor.

I love it just being alive.

I'll go to hell if I die.

- Of course you won't.

- My mother said I'm a sinner.

She condemned me.

(groaning)

- When you're face to face with Jesus,

you will have no reason to bow your head.

You already had your hell on Earth.

(groaning)

Leander?

(gasping)

(ominous music)

- Awful way to end up.

- I don't envy him.

- No!

Of course I refuse to put my name on his death certificate!

It's infamous!

It goes against my professional ethics

and it goes against my conscience!

- Your professional ethics, your conscience,

you didn't allow your conscience to stop you

from committing murder.

You're very self-righteous for a wife killer.

- The price of that error, if error it was,

I'm paying it now.

I have a document that gives a true account

of Leander's death and the signature on it is mine!

I refuse to sign this falsehood!

- Calm down, doctor.

What makes you think anyone would believe it?

No one's gonna take the word of a murderer

against the two of us.

We just want your signature.

- No!

You'll never be able to buy that.

- As you wish, I don't care.

It's only a formality.

Nevermind, your signature's not indispensable.

You may go.

Your conscience is still intact.

Doctor Moran?

With regard to your suggestion that the Kendall girl

should have a more, a softer kind of job

to suit her delicate, physical condition,

unless you do as I ask,

I'll oppose It.

(sensual music)

(dog barking)

(dog barking)

(dog barking)

(barking)

- What an awful place this is.

- They call this gravel pit "The Grave."

Too many prisoners have given their lives to it.

Either working to death or buried in slides.

- I can believe it, Pilar.

But I thought this kind of hard labor had been abolished.

At least, for female prisoners.

This place is really prehistoric.

It's so cruel.

- Lay off, will you?

- You're a monster!

- Luckily I haven't had to come here to the pit very often.

I certainly wouldn't have lasted 20 years, I can tell you.

We continue at this rate,

you can fix my funeral for a week from now.

- Can I give you a hand, Pilar?

- No, thanks.

- Why don't you help her?

- I told you already, leave her alone!

- One of these days, I swear I'm gonna smash your face in!

- Go right ahead!

See what you get from me!

(suspenseful music)

(groaning)

(whimpering)

(screaming)

(whistle blowing)

(suspenseful beat music)

(whistle blowing)

- Consuelo.

Consuelo.

Poor girl's dead.

Dead.

(whimpering)

(yelling)

(suspenseful beat music)

(dogs barking)

(screaming)

- Here's a piece of information that might interest you.

It's addressed to the wardens of all the state prisons.

Apparently a reporter has sneaked

into one of our penitentiaries

in the guise of a female prisoner

in order to investigate conditions and exposed and oppress

the violence and depravity condoned

by officers responsible for order.

(somber music)

- Just as I imagined.

Thank you, Hertha.

- I thought she was a little odd as soon as I saw her.

(groaning)

(thudding)

(whimpering)

- Stop!

That will do for now.

(whimpering)

No you're going to explain, peacefully and precisely,

the main reason a common hooker like you

is poking her nose in places where it doesn't belong.

You'll tell me because I'm very patient.

- I keep a diary.

- I know that already.

I want to know why you keep it.

And don't forget,

I want you to tell the truth.

(ominous music)

(metal squeaking)

Let's see if this little game loosens your tongue.

(banging)

(banging ringing)

(banging ringing)

(ominous music)

(whimpering)

(banging ringing)

Well, are you ready to speak?

- No.

(banging)

(ominous music)

(clanking)

- No!

No!

Bastards!

- I'll tell you.

- Speak up now!

- I'm a reporter.

- Take the bell off!

- [Laura] I can' take any more of that.

- You have to tell me the truth.

- My name is Emanuelle.

- She confessed she's doing a survey

on behalf of Amnesty International.

- Oh, Amnesty, the protectors of human rights.

They're busy on a witch hunt right now,

trying to throw light on prison cruelty.

- The thing that surprises me the most

is that she's come here on her own initiative

and nobody knows where she's gone to.

No one.

- We can soon check up on that.

She must be so stupid to come here incognito

without telling anyone where she is.

What I can't explain is how the devil she wound up in here.

- It's all fake.

Her documents, dossier.

Passed even the police men who put her in the wagon.

(chuckling)

- Extraordinary.

What an extraordinary girl.

We better stay wide awake.

She had great courage.

- I've made preparations.

She installed in the apartment reserved for VIPs.

- Marvelous.

I, myself, couldn't have thought of a better solution.

- I hope she's intelligent enough to realize

I'm going to do everything I can to improve her situation.

I'll keep her in bed, comfy and warm.

(ominous music)

- You're the object of special treatment

to make up for earlier.

In fact, you'll soon be in condition to leave,

sooner, in fact, than you can possibly imagine.

(laughing)

- Here's a good one.

"According to the report, there is to be an amnesty

"and your momma and I pray that we have you here

"at home with us soon.”

(chuckling)

- This is from the inspectorate.

"Some politicians are investigating the disappearance

"of girl report Emanuelle Sterman.

"They thing the journalist is languishing

"In some prison somewhere under a false name."

She's trapped.

She wasn't bright enough.

There are no copies of her falsified documents.

So Sterman has disappeared and Kendall doesn't exist.

- This has been sent to every state institution

In the country.

They obviously don't know where she is.

We must be careful, however.

- Three drops a day should do the trick.

(somber music)

- Laura?

Laura? Laura?

Laura, this is Pilar.

(gasping)

(ominous beat music)

(footsteps thumping)

She looks bad.

They must've drugged her.

They want her out of the way.

- We must save her but I don't know how.

It only takes one wrong move and she'll be finished.

- This passkey will help you.

I've had it for years.

- How did you manage to get it?

- As a girl, I used to be a very well-known pickpocket.

(knocking)

- Who's there?

- It's Miguel, doctor.

- All right, I've finished with Pilar.

- Good afternoon, doctor.

- Thank you, doctor.

I'll come back tomorrow if I don't feel better.

- Let's hope you will be.

- I just wanted to see you.

- How are you, Miguel?

- I've got a bit of a sore throat.

- I'll give you something for it.

- You know, I've got myself a motorboat.

- Motorboat?

- So I can go deep sea fishing

and if you like, I can take you for a trip.

A long trip.

All you have to do is ask.

(dramatic music)

(door unlocking)

- Laura!I

Laura!

(somber music)

Laura, can you hear me?

Can you hear what I'm saying?

- Yes.

- They're trying to poison you.

Don't drink any more coffee.

Don't touch another drop.

(gasping)

But fake it.

You have to look as if you've drunk it.

You'll have to pretend.

Your life is at stake.

- Have some coffee.

It'll make you feel better.

As soon as you transfer order comes, you can leave.

Drink up, now.

Go on.

(door lock clicking)

- Inform everyone but be careful.

Don't let Hertha find out what we're doing.

- What's that huddle about?

Break it up!

- Nothing to turn your hair gray.

(door clicking)

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music)

(gasping)

(ominous beat music)

(groaning)

(ominous beat music)

(gagging)

(city commotion)

- Reply that I've already given them

the authority they need.

- Very well, inspector.

- Certainly nothing very official-looking about this.

Doctor Moran.

(whistle blowing)

(women chattering)

- All set.

As soon as she's back in her cells, start a fight.

- All right, everyone knows what to do.

- They'll all do as you told them too.

(thudding)

- Having a secret meeting, you three?

- We were just saying how we'd like to pop out

for a martini cocktail.

(ominous beat music)

- Pilar, you dirty cow!

I oughta kill you but there's no point, is there?

By the end of the week you will have gone where you belong.

- Wanna give us away?

- I do my duty.

I don't wanna get involved.

I think I'd better blow the whistle

to bring you in line.

- Slut!

(gasping)

(whistle blowing)

(groaning)

(distant dog barking)

- Let go!

(Hertha screaming)

- Kitty, please.

Hurry! Go now!

(women yelling)

- No!

(whistle blowing)

(suspenseful music)

(groaning)

(women yelling)

- What's happening?

You weren't meant to be here so soon.

- That goddamn spy, Hertha.

She was about to give everything away.

- Do you feel up to it?

Shall we go?

- Yes.

- Thank you, Kitty.

(suspenseful music)

(women yelling)

(suspenseful music)

(women yelling)

(suspenseful music)

(women yelling)

- Attack them!

(thudding)

(women yelling)

(distant frogs croaking)

- Put them in solitary!

Now!

(coughing)

(ominous beat music)

Pilar, you idiot.

But why?

Why did you do it to her?

- I didn't do anything.

She was right out of her mind.

We were only trying to calm her.

- You've killed her! She's dead!

- She was nothing but a lousy spy

and like you she had it coming to her!

(ominous music)

(booming)

(gasping)

(ominous music)

(yelling)

(ominous music)

(gasping)

- You were crazy to take such a risk.

At least you could've told your editor.

Let's hope my letter arrives in time.

- No point in worrying about it now.

We've played our cards.

All we can do is wait and see who wins.

It's fate, that's what it is.

- But whose?

The wife killer's?

- No, the fate of a loving husband

who put his wife out of her misery.

If we ever get out of this alive,

I swear I'll have your case reopened and tried again.

(dramatic music)

- Who would have thought?

All of my life I've minded my own business.

It's all my own fault.

(sobbing)

Too late now.

Tell Laura...

Don't say anything.

Somebody feed my cockroach.

He doesn't deserve to go where I'm going.

- Pilar.

Pilar.

(gasping)

(crying)

Pilar!

(sobbing)

- Dr. Moran is not in his cell.

- Find him at once!

Go on!

(sobbing)

You stinking little bitch!

You fixed all this, didn't you?

(thudding)

(yelling)

(sighing)

(suspenseful music)

- Search the area over there.

Move!

You, over there!

The rest of you, get down that way!

Find them!

- Time that we started to move.

- Won't be long now before we're safe and sound

and miles away.

(dogs barking)

(suspenseful music)

(dogs barking)

(barking)

(suspenseful music)

(dogs barking)

(suspenseful music)

(dogs barking)

(ominous music)

- Dr. Moran?

(somber music)

(sirens alarming)

Goodbye and good luck.

- I'll be waiting.

- I hope so.

(pleasant beat music)

♪ Crazy eyes ♪

♪ They drive me wild ♪

♪ Cause I'm high ♪

♪ On your smile ♪

♪ Our love on trial ♪

♪ I lose control ♪

♪ Got you deep ♪

♪ In my soul ♪

♪ Tell you what I feel ♪

♪ Be kinda real ♪

♪ A natural touch ♪

♪ And I need you much too much ♪

♪ Taking in the night ♪

♪ We'll make it right ♪

♪ Your wonderful smile ♪

♪ Looking at me ♪

♪ It's our last time ♪

♪ We'll make crazy love again ♪

♪ Never stop until the end ♪

♪ We'll make crazy love again ♪