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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

THE FOLLOWING IS A FICTIONAL STORY

INSPIRED BY SURVIVING ESCOBAR
BY JOHN JAIRO VELÁSQUEZ VÁSQUEZ.

CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS
HAVE BEEN ALTERED FOR THIS PROGRAM.

CAPITAL PRISON

PRISONER REGISTRY

Should we move onto the other file?

Let's finish with this one.

Cifuentes.

What do you think?

- Ángel Rojas.
- Alias La Rata.

They spent the entire time
reviewing files, sir.

Good. Did they find anything?

PARAMILITARY CELLBLOCK

They were on La Rata's trail.

Son of a bitch.

What did you find?

A face that I need you to identify.

No, no. Let me go.

- Stop struggling, relax.
- No, no.

Let me go, son of a bitch.

Janeth, have you seen him?

- Yes, he's one of the men who attacked me.
- Are you sure?

- What's wrong? No, Janeth.
- I have to go the bathroom.

- I'll get a nurse.
- Call a nurse, please.

Let's go, okay. Don't worry.

La Rata was already out
of jail a few months prior.

That means he wasn't there
when they kidnapped Janeth.

- No.
- Then, how did he get into the jail?

The guards had
to have authorized his entry.

What do we know about Castillo?

Ana María, I think Castillo
has nothing to do with this guy.

- What?
- Castillo was a guerrilla member.

And La Rata is a paramilitary.

DRUG TRAFFICKERS CELLBLOCK

Pope, guess who's here?

All right, soldier.

Hello, doll.

- And the team?
- Why did you lie to me?

Why did you tell me
Cristian Castillo attacked Janeth?

Because he did, doll. Relax.

I showed the photo to Janeth,
and she didn't recognize him. So?

He deliberately hid his face.
His men attacked your friend.

Paramilitary, huh?

Cristian Castillo is a guerrilla.

One of Janeth's attackers
is a paramilitary.

How do you know that?

I'm paid well
for the work I do as an investigator.

Now are you going to tell me why you lied?

Why? What game are you
playing with me, Popeye?

I didn't trick you.
The one who's been played here is me.

- No.
- How do you think I heard

Castillos's name?
Someone obviously lied to me.

They know I'm helping you.
You'd better go.

- Leave. They'll see us.
- Don't lie.

- Don't touch me.
- They'll hurt us both. Cool it.

All right? Calm down. Camacho!

Get out of here.
That's what's best.

Tell the prosecutor to protect you.
I want you to be safe, okay?

- Hey, get her out of here.
- Let's go. Come with me, miss.

- Get her out of here.
- All good. Let's go.

Mr. Urrego, it's important
that from now on

you follow each
and every recommendation

that I have given you.

It's necessary that we perform
the surgery on the date we've set.

- Are you pressuring me, Doctor?
- No, no.

Pressure's only for cooking beans,
but I'll do everything you say.

As usual, right?
The boys will leave you at your door.

As for the rest...

Don't worry, sir.

All right, be well.

How are you, Uncle?

I didn't know
you were receiving visitors.

Plastic surgeon if you must know.

Surgeon? Are you...
You're going to change yourself, Uncle?

Yes, sir. A plastic surgeon.
So take advantage of

looking at this face,
because it's the last time you'll see it.

So, you're serious?

I'm serious. I need to get out of here.

And with this face, I can't.
So I'm going to fix that.

Besides, I need to personally get back
in the business,

so that all responsibility
doesn't fall on your shoulders.

Oh, no, Uncle. I don't
have a problem with that.

I do.

- Hey, bro.
- What, kid?

Come here.

- What happened? What did he say?
- Don Pablo said "yes".

- Don Pablo really said "yes"?
- Yes, he liked what I said about you.

Holy Mary, kid, didn't I
tell you I was going to come through?

Oh, that's amazing, brother. I'm so glad.

You better not act like an idiot

- because if I hear, I'll find you...
- Wait, what, bro?

- You know you can count on me.
- That's the spirit, kid.

What do I need to do?

- Who is that guy?
- Your first patient.

Bro, if you really want to be one
of don Pablo's trusted men,

find this guy and shoot his head off.

You have to prove you're the right fit
for this position.

We're working for the boss of Colombia.
What? Do I look bad?

- Do I look like I'm not well off?
- Oh, no, bro. I'm on it.

- You know how it is.
- That's the spirit.

Here you go, son of a bitch snitch.

How old were you when you
first killed someone?

I don't remember that well.
Around… 16, 17 years old.

What did that man do
to wind up on your hit list?

He was the driver of a bus, a minibus.

And he didn't wait for a woman
to get off.

He just drove off.
The woman fell and was killed.

And she was the mother of
one of the Boss's partners.

That was my first contract.

And that was enough
of a reason for murder?

In those days in Medellin,
you only needed to be

in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Or look the wrong person in the eye.

- Was it hard for you?
- No.

- Not at all?
- Not at all.

That day I realized I had
the stomach of a hitman.

Because I wasn't scared
or upset afterwards.

I went home and ate lunch.
Later, I had dinner as usual.

I went to bed like normal. Normal.

How many more did you kill, Velásquez?

Approximately 250 people.
And I'm involved in around 3,000 deaths.

And to affect the Constitution,

specifically Article 35
that permits the extradition of Colombians

to the United States of America,

we had to really wreak havoc
and kill a lot of people.

That was our flag.

Turn the camera off, Bernardo.
We're done.

All right?

Do you like me?

The way I'm doing with this interview...

Ana María, we do things my way,
and nothing will happen to you or me.

The guy who gave me information about
your friend doesn't think he was wrong.

All evidence pointed to that guerrilla.

So let's play dumb for now.

Let the people watching us
think the only thing

you and I have are these interviews.

When the camera turns off, that's it.

This is a farce, Velásquez.

I helped you.
I'm taking a risk, interviewing you,

and all you've done is feed me
stories and lies.

How am I any closer
to the truth about Janeth?

You think that was my fault?

All I wanted from the beginning
was to help you.

This time it didn't work,
but that's always been my goal.

I shouldn't have trusted you.

Bernardo.

You can't operate on him.

I don't understand why
I can't operate on Mr. Iván.

He's been very willing,
and he's followed all...

Because he doesn't make the decisions.

- How much to not operate on him?
- No, no, Mr. Urrego.

At this point,
I can't do that to Mr. Iván.

Of course you can.

Just tell him he has some
allergy or something.

Look, Mr. Urrego, I simply
can't do that to your uncle,

and I won't do that because
he won't believe me, sir.

Of course he'll believe you. Don't you
see that that's your job? To convince him?

No, I mean, please understand, okay?

I don't want any trouble
with Mr. Iván, Mr. Urrego.

I'm the one you should be wary of.

More sugar?

No, it's fine as is.

You think what's happening
is a good thing?

I already closed that issue.

I thought by giving the guerrilla's
name to the reporter,

she and everyone else
would stop looking into it.

They already have the name
of one of my men.

I know, but that wasn't me.
I assure you I didn't share that.

I know how it is with you and me,
and I don't want to make things worse.

With all due respect,
the prosecution knows,

one of the men who
was with Janeth fucked up,

- or someone wants to fuck you up.
- Who?

You?

It's not me.
I'm the least of your troubles.

Why would I start a fight
with the paramilitary?

It could be anyone.
The guerrillas, one of their victims...

Even one of your men.

Right, gentlemen, we're searching
every cell, every door, every wall,

every hole in this cellblock.
Whatever isn't authorized goes.

Quickly, gentlemen, quickly.

- Move, gentlemen. You hear?
- Clemente, what is going on here?

I should have done this
a long time ago, sir.

Take Mr. Abel outside as well. Right now.

- This is an abuse of authority.
- Get moving.

We have two more cellblocks to search.

Quickly, gentlemen, quickly.

GUERRILLA CELLBLOCK

Silence.

We stashed everything, but if they keep
searching the way they are,

we're fucked, Commander.

Those paramilitaries fucked up,
messing with that reporter.

They fucked us all.

- Hi.
- What are you doing?

- I'm reviewing topics, Tito.
- Why?

Because it's what I need to do.

And what happened with Popeye?

I'm putting an end to that. It's over.

- Are you serious?
- Yes, I'm serious.

I've had it with this guy,
his lies, his extortions... no more.

I'm tired of the perverse and cynical
way he sees the world.

Today, in our last interview,
I asked him...

well, he told me about the crimes he
confessed to, the 300 people he killed,

and the 3,000 other deaths
he had a hand in.

And I asked him a question:
if he felt any kind of remorse.

- Yes.
- And he said "no".

- Well, obviously.
- That no, it was a job.

For me it wasn't obvious.
"It's a job like any other."

- Like yours, like mine.
- Is that what he said?

These interviews are giving voice
to a psychopath.

That's what we're doing,
and I'm the one responsible.

Ana.

I understand how you feel, but do
you know how many family members

of the 300 people that this criminal
supposedly murdered

know that he's the one behind them?

One hundred? Two hundred, 500?

And how many of them would
really like to know

exactly what happened?

You sought to find out
what happened to Janeth,

and since you weren't able to,
you're frustrated, and I get it.

That doesn't mean you can't
take advantage of this opportunity

to help other people.

If you want to give up and work on
something else, do it.

But if I were in your shoes,

I would investigate this
situation until the bitter end.

Think about it.

Tito.

I have more on the kidnappings.

Cool, let's go. Let's see.

We've proven our good will.

My men have had impeccable behavior.

Zero vices, zero fights.
We've respected our schedules.

We've treated the guards and other
staff with deference and courtesy.

Yes, sir. I congratulate you.
But let me ask you one question.

You know what happened to the
reporter Janeth Ferro, right?

Ay, brother. Neither my men nor I
had anything to do with that.

- We shouldn't pay for the sins of others.
- Look, sir.

This is a jail. Some fucked up,
but everyone will pay the price.

The one who's fucking up,
here, is you, Clemente.

I'm sorry if you don't agree, sir.
I can't do anything more.

Torres.

Accompany this gentleman
to his cell, now.

Yes, sir. Let's go.

She said "no".

Her account could change
the tone of the whole story.

Look, we already have all the
kidnap victims' responses,

but I don't know.

We need something more intimate,
something with their families.

- Understand?
- Sure, Tito. I'll ask her again.

- Please.
- Okay.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Excuse me. Sorry to interrupt.

- Look.
- And, what's this?

Information. Everything on Popeye.

The material I recorded,
raw, unedited material.

The latest is in the editing room.
There are also scripts I used

and a synopsis to use
for the next investigations.

- So you've decided then.
- Give this to Rubén

- because I know he'll do a good...
- Ana. Calm down, come here.

- Come here a second, Ana. Would you...?
- Yes, sir.

Do you know what you're doing?

Yes, I'm aware, Tito.

I lost it, understand? I lost my way.
I stopped being objective.

- What I'm doing is the right thing.
- To leave us in the lurch?

- That's not what this is.
- But Ana...

No, here's the whole investigation.

Look, what more do you want me to say?
That this guy blackmailed me?

- That I let him rope me in?
- No, that's not true.

- You're doing an excellent job.
- But at what cost?

Doing whatever that guy wants? No.

What I did was give him
everything he wanted.

I lost my way,
and that's something a good journalist

would never do. Understand?

- The only person who can...
- Look.

You're right about all the victims.
We have to do this, fine.

I would have done it.

That's why all the material that
you need is there, okay?

But without you,
we won't get anywhere.

- You know this subject from top to bottom.
- Yes, you'll get somewhere.

Right now, I detest that man.
Any report that I give on him

- will be biased.
- All right, all right, Ana.

- I won't insist. Look at you.
- I need time, that's it. I need time.

To think about why I got
into this profession.

All right. I hope you don't regret it.

I'm sorry.

That was one of the most difficult
moments of my life.

I knew I had crossed the line,

that fine line
between professional and personal.

Why it happened to me, I don't know.

But in that moment, if I wanted to get
back what I had lost in myself,

I had to distance myself
from that story forever.

We've tried to accomplish a successful
re-socialization of you men.

But due to recent events,

it's clear that criminal activity
lives on inside the prison.

And not just any crimes.

That's why we are obligated to
take more drastic measures, gentlemen.

DRUG TRAFFICKERS CELLBLOCK

Come in.

Velásquez, the reporters
are waiting for you.

Hello.

- Pleasure. Rubén Díaz.
- John Jairo Velásquez Vásquez.

- Call me Popeye.
- Right. Thanks.

I'm going to do this interview with you.

- And Ana María?
- No, she can't come.

And we can start whenever you want.

- Good day, friend.
- But... John Jairo.

Popeye.

- Good afternoon.
- How can I help you?

I'm here to see Janeth Ferro. Room...

302.

- 302. Okay, thank you.
- Yes, go on in.

Thank you.

Thank you so much. Please let me know
when you find something.

- You're welcome.
- Thank you.

- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

- Who's he?
- My lawyer.

What? Do I look bad?

No, just the opposite. I'm so happy
to see you like this again.

I don't get the problem here.

Rubén Díaz is one of our best reporters.

I don't care about that, my friend.
The deal I made is with Ana María.

She's the one who
interviews me, understand?

Yes, look. The thing is Ana María...

The psychologist should be here soon.
I want him to see that I'm doing well.

I don't want to be
in this place anymore, Ana.

Did they say when they'll release you?

- That depends.
- On what?

It depends on how
the psychologist thinks I am.

If he decides I'm not ready yet,
I'll have to wait till next time,

- and I don't want that.
- It'll be fine. You'll see.

- Oh, I hope so.
- Here. A little color.

- Am I pale?
- No, you look fine.

Where's that lawyer from?
Did Cifuentes recommend him?

No, he's a friend of the family.

You know that I prefer to have
people I know around me.

This is very private, and I can't talk
about it with just anyone.

- Do you trust him?
- Yes. Yes, a lot.

In fact, he's going to the prosecution
to request all info about my case.

Ana, I want to take down
everyone who did this to me.

Better?

Very pretty.

Go on, sir.

PARAMILITARY CELLBLOCK

Hey, Clemente.

- What is this shit?
- Food, sir.

- This is pure slop.
- You don't like the food?

Write the Ministry and ask them
to change the menu

in all the jails in the country,
how's that?

You know that this is an outrage, right?

There are no more perks, sir.

Enjoy your meal.

Let's go.

That's pure slop.

- How many hours of sleep?
- Five.

- Sometimes six or seven. It depends.
- It depends on what?

On the day, on my mood, on how many pills.

I have a high medication dosage,
and sometimes it knocks me out,

- and other times, it keeps me awake.
- Do you dream?

I mean, while you're sleeping,
do you have any visions or memories?

No, no!

I used to but not anymore.

- You used to?
- Every time I closed my eyes,

the movie would come back.

I started to remember every word,

every face.

All that fear and pain. But not anymore.

Since when?

Since I started talking about this.

Since I decided to accept it all
with a different mindset.

Are we talking about forgiveness?

There's less resentment, less anger.
But as far as forgiveness, no.

I don't think I can ever forgive them.

CONTACT THE CHANNEL

Doctor.

- How did it go?
- Sorry, miss,

- but what happens with the patient...
- I know that you can't tell me,

but what I want you to understand is
all this has been very difficult for her.

- No one said it hasn't been.
- And she's a brave woman.

She's a woman who,
in spite of everything, is stronger.

- Yes, but this isn't the right time.
- You're going to keep her in here?

She can be my charge.
I can take care of her. She's ready.

If I release her now, she'll be right
back in here in less than two weeks' time.

We have to wait a little longer.

Excuse me, miss.

One thing. What did
you find out about the reporter?

Already located her, Commander.
In the North Clinic.

- And?
- We have our people there.

The order is to keep her under watch
24 hours a day, sir.

This won't beat you and it won't
beat us, Janeth. All right?

Look at me, Ana. They ruined my life.

Look.

Scream, yell at them, hate them,

do whatever you need to do
to get it all out.

You have to do it, okay?

But don't say they ruined you
because that's not true.

Do you know what it takes for someone
to be here the way you are?

Courage.

Listen, I need Janeth Ferro,
the amazing reporter, here.

Your family needs you,
the newscast needs you, I need you.

We all need you.

Miss.

My name is Ana María Solozábal.
I gave you my info for the patient

Janeth Ferro, but you need my cell number.

Please, can you take it,
just in case? Thank you.

You can call me anytime,
whenever you need,

- if the patient becomes ill, please.
- We'll call you if anything happens.

Ana María Solozábal. Thank you.

Miss Santander.

All right, Miss Santander,
here's your question.

You find a house on fire, and you have
to choose between saving

a painting by a famous artist
or saving a dog, what would you do?

CAPITAL PRISON
GUERRILLA CELLBLOCK

Good evening, everyone.
I'd like to take this opportunity

to propose a change to the questions
that the contestants are asked.

I feel that we're getting away from
what's really important

and these aren't questions
to measure our intelligence,

our abilities, or what we can
contribute to our country.

These questions are making fun of us.

- She's hot.
- Can you imagine her dancing in here?

- Shut up. Let me listen.
- Which deserve a prompt solution

or at least other alternatives.

Let's focus on what really matters:
on helping children,

the elderly, the poor.
I think it's irrelevant to know

whether I would save a painting
or a dog from a fire. Thank you.

Torres!

- What the fuck?
- It's 8 p.m., sir.

Those are the new rules.

Don't tell me a commander
like you likes beauty pageants.

Fool, idiot.

He's one of the guys
who's involved in what happened

to the reporter.

CAPITAL PRISON

My people tell me that
he's after Janeth and even Ana.

These women are important to you,

and I know you'd prefer them alive.

So my people have an express order
to watch them and protect them.

You turning soft in your old age, or what?

It's not that, my friend.

The thing is we have a lot
of issues in this jail,

and I'm sick and tired of so many
problems.

And if anything happens again
to those two women,

we'll have the prosecutor,
the attorney general,

all of them up in here, and it'll be bad.

So I need you to take action.

How?

You know exactly the one
who got us into this

sticky mess, don't you?

I could take care of Abel Mahecha.

I could easily get in there
and take him out.

But to do it,
I'd have to make a big scene,

and right now,
that wouldn't be good for us.

So you need to take advantage
of one of the many meetings that you have

with Abel Mahecha and take him out.

At least, think about it because
if we get that guy off our backs,

it'll smooth the path for us.

Problem solved.

GUERRILLA CELLBLOCK

Commander.

Did you get the information?

Too bad she didn't win
because she's definitely bright.

- Was it easy to find her?
- Yes, it was easy.

Excuse me. Let's go.

Take care. I hope to see you
all better when I get back.

We're going to improve
all the equipment and medical staff too.

- Thank you.
- Take good care.

- So kind. Thank you so much.
- I promise you: as queen, and a woman,

that I will be your voice
and hands and feet out there.

Don Ernesto, get well soon.

RUNNER-UP

Get me an appointment
with the Ministry of Health please.

- Of health?
- I also want you to tell Alex

to organize a press conference for us.
Something to make some waves.

We need to help the sick.

That's a great idea.
We need you on camera.

- Let's go. We're late.
- You're crazy if you think

I'm going to lunch with
a businessman I don't know.

What? This isn't just any lunch.

It's "the lunch" with "the businessman".
Imagine.

He can be the president of Colombia,
of Russia. I'm not interested.

What?

Xime, it's a protocol lunch.
Not a big deal.

- It's just lunch.
- Do you not understand?

- What don't I understand?
- A queen's duties

don't include indulging
businessmen and millionaires.

- At least, those aren't my duties.
- Xime, it's important for your career.

- He's "the businessman".
- I won't waste my time

on things that aren't important.

- Cancel that lunch.
- You're sure?

- Yes, I'm sure.
- Canceling that lunch. What a shame.

- Congratulations, Queen.
- Thank you.

This is from a friend.

Thank you.

Xime, come on, we're in a hurry.

CAPITAL PRISON

This is one of your guys, isn't it?

- Where'd you get this?
- Does it matter?

He's the one following
Janeth and Ana María.

- Who told you?
- Are you going to deny it?

You're turning into a pain in the ass.

And if this guy raped Janeth,
it's because you told him to, no?

Be very careful with what you're saying.

I didn't want any problems,
but if you keep fucking up,

I'll fight you and won't
give a shit what happens.

So choose.
Either you tell this son of a bitch

to stop following them,
or I'll fuck you up.

Have you forgotten who you're threatening?

I didn't forget.

I'm threatening a guy whose
son-in-law is in my cellblock.

I'm threatening a guy about to get out,

and the last thing he needs
is to be framed.

So think about what you want to do…

because I'll fuck up your release.
I don't give a shit what happens.

Don't tell me you're in love, J!

Don't tell me that for a pair of tits,
you're going to lose your head. Idiot!

Hello.

- Where the hell are you?
- Look, Uncle.

- Don't make a scene, tone it down a bit.
- No, you stop the bullshit.

What is going on, Víctor?

I find out from a third party
you're completely fucking up

my business and that you told
one of my best clients to fuck off.

Hey, listen, Uncle.
I didn't tell anyone to fuck off.

I'm simply explaining
how they have to do things.

You told him you wouldn't give him a
single gram until you got a higher price.

No. Look, Uncle. All I wanted was
to send them a message,

- so they could see that...
- You don't make anybody see anything.

You must do what you're told.

Since when do you call the shots?

Look, Uncle. I can make decisions too.

If the situation merits it, I'm going to.

No, you follow orders, idiot!
You only follow orders!

I need you to come here
and give me a detailed report

of all those wonderful
ideas that are coming into your head.

- Don't start getting creative, boy.
- Look, Uncle.

Right now, I'm finishing a deal.

- What are you saying?
- That right now, I can't.

I'll finish the deal, and then I'll go.

You have 24 hours to
get here and give me a report.

Don't make me come out of this hole
because I'll bring you back by your balls.

How are you, Jairo? Good? Good morning.

I'm losing my patience.

Where the hell did that
little asshole Víctor get to?

Well, bro. I'll see your bet.

- Let's see what you have there.
- Bro, you're paying. Full house!

Here, take this.

I need to leave.

- All right, I'm going.
- Come on, luck is on my side.

Well?

I'm doing what you asked.

Boy.

- Next time, don't disappear.
- No, next time, you need to have

more patience, Uncle.

What?

You think you're a race horse
when you're not even a pack donkey, bro.

But I did what you asked.
I haven't let you down, Uncle.

But don't leave me waiting. Remember this:
I'm in this place because my uncle

- put me here.
- No, I know.

I know you're the one in charge.
I'm very clear on that.

But if I take certain liberties,
it's because I think the situation

merits it, not because I'm trying
to go over your head.

If I see things, do things a certain way,

organize things a certain way,
I take my time, but I'm doing them well.

All I need is for you to trust me.

NATIONAL PROSECUTOR

Hello.

Did you get the photos?

- Who is this?
- A friend,

a very good friend.

So Boss, what you're trying to say is

- you suspect your nephew?
- He has a lot of power.

But it's power you gave him, Boss.

That's true, I admit it.

- He turned out to be too clever.
- What are you saying?

The kid is a good businessman, you know?

That's the problem.
He's not going to need me anymore.

All right, Boss, one question then.

If not him, then who?

Me.

Boss, you don't get it.
You cause too much chaos

out in the open.

I spoke with the plastic surgeon.

The idea is to make some changes
and take back what's mine.

That's what needs to be done.

Boss, they found us!

Boss, they found us! They found us!

Let's go.

Hurry. Let's go.

- Everyone freeze.
- Relax, boys. Relax.

- Don't move.
- Relax, don't shoot!

Relax, lower your guns. No worries.

- You move, you're dead. On the ground now.
- Relax.

Relax, boy. We're not doing anything.

Mr. Urrego, you're under arrest.

We have him, sir. We have Urrego.

Are you sure it's him?

Confirmed?

Perfect.

Mr. Vice Minister, Iván Urrego...
We have him.

- Is it a done deal?
- Absolutely confirmed.

We just revived a dead man.