All language subtitles for Locked Up (Vis a vis) - 03x03 - Un grano de arroz.WEBRip-WEB-DL.English.C.

Welcome to Cruz del Norte.

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

The Chinese are running the show here.

I don't mess with your people
and you don't mess with mine.

I bought you something.

How the hell did you buy this, Unai?

I want to apologize, Mercedes.

For making you a murderer.

- Bitches!
- What do you want?

Hong Fang sends a container
to China with all the money raised,

and you're going to
help us steal that money.

- Did you see anything?
- I didn't see a thing.

Can you give me a phone number
in case I remember something?

Nerea Rojas.

Get up.

On your knees.

In this prison, the Chinese are in charge.

But in this cell, I'm in charge.

I can't allow a newbie to contradict me.

You will become an example for others.

Live!

- What have we got?
- Macarena Ferreiro, 31 years old.

Blood pressure 110-60. Heart rate 192.

Head and C5 injury,
multiple trauma in limbs,

clavicle and ribs. Pulmonary edema.

Get the OR ready.

Find the heads of cardiology,
trauma and neurology.

I want all the O positive plasma
you can find.

WE'RE WAITING FOR YOU, MACA

I need the anesthetist in the OR now!

Blood pressure 100-50. Heart rate 200.

She's going to pass out.

- Diazepam, 20 mg and Propofol.
- Resuscitation team, quickly!

DON'T GO, LOVELY GIRL.
I'M WAITING FOR YOU. SOLE.

There's bleeding in the lungs.
We have to drain them. Now!

She's in arrest. Charge defibrillator.

Clear.

Charge defibrillator.

Clear!

Charge again!

Clear!

Shit!

Can I...

explain myself
before you stick a screwdriver in me?

Akame...

I apologize...

for saving Macarena's life.

This may sound strange,
but Ferreiro and I are identical twins.

Yin and Yang.

Our destinies go hand in hand.

I had to get her out
of the washing machine.

And now, do what you want with me.
I'm in your hands.

What's going on here?

Nothing at all.

A friendly chat.

We were just talking
about some terrible Chinese policies.

The single child.

You know that the Chinese prefer males,

and when they find out
the child is a girl, they abort it.

And that's why Chinese women
are born survivors.

Don't you think?

That's very interesting, Zahir.

And now we're all a little more educated,

move your ass and get dressed.

This isn't your shower period.

I'm getting Unai's personal effects
to give to his wife.

I know it's yours.

I've seen you wearing it.

Luckily, I realized in time.

- I'm sorry.
- It's not mine.

What prisoner was Unai fucking?

I don't know.

Where are you going?

I'm going to give it to the owner.

What are you going to do?
Beat up another poor bitch?

That's enough, Altagracia.

Let it go.

- Let it go?
- Yes.

Before you gave me this,

I thought I was special for Unai.

That I was the one he'd be with
if it wasn't for his wife and kids.

What a fool!

I was the lover
he was two-timing his lover with.

Do you know where this leaves me?

Nowhere.

So, no...

I won't let it go.

How's the queen of the spin cycle?

Is she still alive?

She went into cardiac arrest twice
on the way to the hospital.

And what does that mean?

That means if she survives,
she'll need nappies,

a feeding tube,

and a crane to lift her out of bed.

That's gross.

What's wrong with you?
Do you think it's funny?

No.

But I can't stand the candles
and the Paolo Coelho quotes,

when no one dares
to stand up to the Chinese.

No!

Not like that. That's not the way.

They'll hunt us down one by one.

The question is: who'll be next?

Goddamn them!

Anabel, you know that
if you go back to dealing drugs,

the Chinese will cripple you.

What do you think you're doing?

Having a shit.

It was going down my leg
and there was someone in my toilet.

Get out of here.

You're mental.

What did you say?

Look, Anabel,

you used to scare me,

but now you're alone

and there are people here
who scare me much more than you.

So, if you don't want to see me,

put on one of those black masks
you get on a plane.

Fucking piece of shit.

Look at the junkie.
You silver-tongued devil!

Can you still get things?

I'm up there with the Three Wise Men
and the Tooth Fairy.

I want something difficult.

It's not a box of tampons
or rolling tobacco.

Are you going to test my vaginal capacity?

Surprise me, what do you need?

I need someone
who knows how to fire a gun.

I didn't think you were a murderer.
Who do you want to kill, my dear?

Nobody.

I just want to get out.

I'm a bit shy
when it comes to talking about myself.

I've got a runny nose but it's not drugs.
It's only an allergy.

When you come in here

and they dress you in yellow...

they take everything away from you.

And I don't just mean personal effects,
but there's that as well.

This is the only thing I have here.

This gives me security. It's protection.

It's how I want people to see me.

They take away even the smallest thing.

Except friendship.

Having lots of friends

doesn't make it easier
or keep you out of trouble.

In here, even if you're not in trouble,

you'll end up in trouble because
others are. That's how it works.

It's all that helps you survive.

It's a tiny float

that you cling on to,
and you don't want to let go.

I have friends here.

Outside, I may not have been friends
with many of the people in here.

But in here, what can you do?

It's difficult, because I think...

everyone is looking out

for themselves and not...

If I go into labor in the cell,
they'll have to help me.

I think about that a lot.

Do you know where this leaves me?

Nowhere...

How long were you fucking Unai, bitch?

I'd like to ask you a question
before granting parole.

Do you regret the crimes of corruption
and perverting the course of justice

- for which you were condemned?
- Yes, of course.

Mercedes,

do you know
how many convicts commit crimes

on their first day of release?

- No.
- Sixty percent.

How do we know
you won't flee to a tax haven?

That you don't have ten accounts
in another name in Panama?

Give us a good reason for us to trust you.

The only reason is...

my daughter.

Alicia.

The reason why
I collaborated with the police.

The reason why I haven't
slashed my wrists, or...

or...

broken down...

She's my little bird.

She's my only reason.

This committee rules
that you're eligible for semi-parole.

You'll leave the prison three days a week,

from 9:00 am until 8:00 pm,
coming back to sleep every night.

This comes into effect from tomorrow.

Mercedes?

Finally, you're getting out.

Remember my assignment.

Mum!

How are you doing?

Your Saray.

What's up, Boliche?

I've felt it move, right?

This morning I was with Antonia

and I said, "It feels like wind,
what's going on?"

Well, she's had kids, and she said, "No!

It's the baby

wriggling around in there."

- What are you doing?
- Saray.

Your husband has had some tests.

They've shown that he's sterile
or impotent, or whatever it is.

He can't have children.

But, Mum, how can that be?

You've tricked us, Saray.

We're dying of shame.

I haven't done anything, Mum.

I swear on my soul, strike me down,
I haven't done anything.

Everything I've done has been
for you, for Dad and for you,

to help you get by.

I didn't want to marry a man.

And much less, get pregnant.

Your husband has a document,

signed by a doctor. I've seen it myself.

How are we meant
to look his family in the eye, Saray?

Your father refused to come.

He told me to say that he disowns you.

Do you understand, Saray?

We are not your family anymore.

And that child you have inside you...

doesn't have a father...

or a grandmother.

Got it?

Three-two.

Three-three.

They say that if it wasn't for you...

Ferreiro wouldn't have got
to the hospital alive.

I know it was the Chinese.

Is there any chance
of you testifying against them?

That's what I thought.

In any case, I wanted...

to thank you for taking her out
of that washing machine.

Well...

I didn't see that coming.

You're welcome, I suppose.

What can I do for you?

How about my freedom?

Or better still,
a house in French Polynesia.

With sea views.

I was thinking more along the lines of...

a bag of jelly beans.

I don't like them.

Tobacco?

Inspector Castillo...

I've always wondered about
your connection with Macarena.

Why does she mean so much to you?

Did you want to shag her?

Or was it because
you blew her mother's head off?

And you?

Why did you save Maca?

You weren't being a good Samaritan.

It was because you need her.

Because in this shitty life of yours,

you need a reason

to get up every fucking day.

You saved her to kill her yourself.

But now you've pissed off the Chinese.

And you have a bull's eye
drawn on your chest.

Am I wrong?

Open up!

- Come on, push hard, honey. Come on!
- Come on, honey.

Come on, very good.

You're doing very well, Saray.

- Push.
- Push yourself.

Me? My firstborn popped out
when I farted. Come on.

You can do it, one more push. Harder!

The head is showing. Okay, I've got it.

Don't keep on at her!

Come on, the head's coming. Push hard!

- I can't do it anymore.
- It's almost out.

Come on, one more push.

You can do it. You're doing very well.

Come on, that's it.

It's coming out. Come on, lovely. Push.

My God, what a pretty little thing.

My girl.

What a beautiful little thing.

- She's so pretty.
- Give her to me.

Give her to me.
What the hell are you doing?

Keep still.

What are you doing? Give her to me!

Give her to me!

Let me go! Give her to me!

My girl!

No!

Attention,

in ten minutes...

- Good luck, Mercedes.
- Thank you.

There she is!

Carrillo, those affected
by the three percent conspiracy

are still waiting to get their money back.

Do you have anything to say to them?

How do you feel knowing that one
of those affected committed suicide

when he discovered he'd lost everything?

Thief!

My husband committed suicide
because of you! Bitch!

Whore!

- Hello.
- Inspector Rojas?

Speaking.

You wanted a witness
to the officer's death, right?

Yes.

Okay. Well, now you've got one.

I'm willing to testify
and identify the killers,

the same ones that almost killed Macarena.

I'll come and take a statement
in 20 minutes.

No. Hold on a minute. Let's see.

If I tell you here, I'm dead, so...

I want to be transferred to the court

and I want to testify in front of a judge.

And I want my testimony
to be anonymous. Okay?

If not, no deal.

PETITENCIARY TRANSFER

Why are you going to testify now, Kabila?

What's changed?

Macarena. That's what's changed.

We weren't together anymore,
or having sex, or anything.

But...

I love that blonde with all my heart.

When we were together in Cruz del Sur...

we slept in a...

in a tiny bunk.

We almost didn't fit.

The mattress was a mess...

and it had, like...

a hollow in the center..

So, even if we didn't want to,

we ended up sleeping
stuck together all night.

Well, in that hollow...

all my problems went away.

Even if we'd argued,
even if we weren't speaking.

I can't stand thinking she's dying...

in a hospital bed...

alone.

I don't know how big
your bed is, Inspector,

or whether you have a partner or not...

but I recommend a narrow bed
with a hollow.

Can I have a pen and paper?
I'd prefer to make a written statement.

I don't want to mess it up
in front of the judge.

I could write better
without the handcuffs.

I'm not running anywhere.

You can write with handcuffs on.

On Tuesdays, Unai fucked Silvia in 133.

On Wednesdays, the head chef...

and when he had a night shift,

he used to spend it
in the solitary cell with a prisoner.

Alta,

Unai fucked everything that moved.

I hid it from you
so you wouldn't suffer, but...

it doesn't make sense to hide it anymore.

And do you fuck prisoners as well?

It's not difficult. Just have a pack
of tobacco, a chocolate bar,

- let them make a phone call.
- It's not what I asked you.

I asked you if you also fuck prisoners.

No.

But you let other officers
rape them, right?

It's always happened
and always will. I can't change that.

All men should have their dicks cut off.

Because you are fucking shit.

Turn off the engine.

Throw the keys out the window.

You two, come down. Come on! Down!

Put your guns down.

Don't move.

Put your guns down! Come on!

The front door.

Listen.

Open the door!

I also need a motorbike
with the keys ready.

Drop the gun! Drop the gun
and get her handcuffs off.

Drop the gun or this one gets it!

Guns, motorbikes, shootings?

This isn't a normal job, you know?

- Can you do it no not?
- That depends.

Okay.

Okay.

How much are you willing to pay?

Whatever it takes. Name your price.

I'm sorry.

On your knees!

Hands on your head.

You're the price.

Be my whore for a year.

You choose.

Trick...

or treat?

Guard!

Guard, help!

Help, I'm bleeding. I'm pregnant!

Help, call the doctor!

Dr. Sandoval, from Cruz del Sur.
He's my doctor.

It's okay.

Leave me be.

- Tere.
- What?

Good merchandise at half price.
Really good, what do you say?

You're a pain in the ass, Anabel.
I'm giving it up.

Besides, even if I wanted to,
I wouldn't buy from you.

Don't you know
we can only buy from the Chinese in here?

Well,

if you don't buy it,

they can't do anything to you.

Free heroin.

On offer while stocks last.

To get my name out there.

If you spread the word,

it's yours.

Tere, don't you want it?

Tere, don't leave me.

I'd never do that.

Fuck.

Nice work.

Yes, two men armed with rifles.

Kabila Silva.

One seventy-five, mixed race.

She's wearing a yellow jump suit.

Yes. Riding a black motorcycle.

- A Triumph, I think...
- What the fuck is this?

I'll call you back.

Kabila got away.

For fuck's sake.

This is not like Kabila.

She couldn't set this up on her own.

Do you have the call log
from Cruz del Norte?

Yes. I've sent two officers

to interrogate all the prisoners
who could have helped her.

All hell will break loose over this.

"I conned you, Inspector, and I apologize.

But relax, I've never been very bright,

so soon I'll be able
to apologize to your face.

My mother said to count
to ten before fucking up,

but I never got past three,

because when I have to do something,
it has to be right now.

And now, there's something I have to do.

Even though I got you
into this unpleasant situation.

I know it's a bitch,
but that's just the way it is.

A kiss for you, Inspector."

I know where Kabila is.

Clairvoyant now, are you?

She didn't escape.

She set this up to see Ferreiro.

Right now,
she's on her way to the hospital.

Hi, girls. How hungry are you?

Rosa, try and eat some more.

You're wasting away.

Lentils, for iron.
For those on their periods.

None of that shit, it's vile!

- What then, mash?
- Don't bother.

I want some lentils, Antonia.

Anabel, you have a pigeon to eat.

Sit down.

Come on, girls.

I think it's a bit over the top
to react like this

because I've sold a few grams.

Everyone does business with tobacco,
phone cards, mascara, toothpaste...

and you don't say anything.

So you've killed the pigeon, okay.

Rest in peace.

Off you fly.

Message received.

I quit my job.

I'll stop selling heroin.

Eat the pigeon.

Don't eat it, Anabel.

Didn't you hear me?

Eat it.

No.

Leave them to it.

These are things they need
to sort out between themselves.

Let's go for a walk.

How long do you have left, Anabel?

Six years?

Because that's how long
it's going to take to digest it.

If you let yourself be humiliated
in front of everyone,

nobody will respect you again
and you know it.

So, take a good look at that pigeon.

If you eat it, then you're no better
than that dead bird.

What happened?

Saray Vargas has a bleed.

Her vital signs are stable
and there's no fever right now.

- Bring me an ultrasound machine.
- Yes.

How did it start, Vargas? A cut,
swelling of the abdomen, stiffness?

None of those.

I was with the hens,
thinking about things.

And suddenly I saw a stain.

Well, take it easy.
You were right to call me.

You're in good hands.

- Hello?
- Hi, Mum. Put Alicia on.

It's Mum! Come to the phone, Alicia.

- Mum.
- Hello, my love. Happy birthday.

Thanks, I'm with granny
and my friends in the pirate park.

You are? Are you having a good time?

- Yes.
- Oh, good.

I'm so happy, darling.

Listen, would you like
Mum to be there with you

and give you your birthday gift?

Alicia?

I'd prefer you sent it home.

Why would you say that?

Because in school, my friends say
that you're in jail for theft.

I don't believe them, but I prefer
to see you when they're gone, if not,

it's a pain. I love you, Mum.

Oh! Friends, with a capital F,
you can count on one hand.

I was more of a loner before...

but now, with the pregnancy and all that,

I like people.

Being closed-in and not having
anything on the outside,

I think it's a place where you can
have closer friends.

Maybe a special pal, but true friends,
I don't think so, Belén.

Many want to be my friends.

My lover gets a bit jealous.

Because...

well, some wanted
to get a little closer, you know?

Well, I have Zulema,
that's different, that's loyalty.

I don't need friends to survive.

Do you want me to tell you
what I need to survive?

Do you want to play?

There you are. Go and fetch.

Heartbeat is strong and has rhythm...

and the amniotic sac is intact.

Well, we'll have to tell the father.

He's beside himself over the baby.

Refrain from sexual intercourse.

At least for a while, understand?

You need rest.

Let's see the bleeding.

Open your legs.

You didn't have any bleeding, right?

My husband...

is sterile.

I could raise my voice,
and we'd have an officer here,

pinning you down.

But I'm not going to do that.

I won't do that.

Do you know why?

Because everything I've done...

every decision I've made in my life...

brought me here.

Here and now.

Between your legs.

As helpless as a newborn baby.

I'm tired, Saray.

I'm very tired.

It's a good time to...

make up for my sins.

I'm not perfect.

That's why I drugged you and raped you.

Along with many other women.

In fact, the fetus you have
in your womb...

is the fruit of my weakness.

It seems fair to me
that you are the one...

to dictate my sentence.

Fucking rapist!

Where is ICU?

For fuck's sake! Where is ICU?

- Who are you? What the hell are you doing?
- Where's fucking ICU?

Let me go. Security!
Someone call security!

NO ENTRANCE

We have her.

Akame...

you disappoint me.

Are you really going to
put me in the spin dryer?

I thought you had a wider range
of torture methods.

Saray, open the door.

Saray, don't be rash.
Stay calm. Look at me.

- Who the hell are you?
- I'm Alex, the Governor.

The Governor.

Do you have a partner?

Can you imagine if your friend, Sandoval,

drugged her, to fondle her tits and ass,

and then raped her again and again,
until he'd left her pregnant?

And then her family rejected her?

Can you imagine that?

Because that's what he's done to me.

This son of a bitch raped me.

And I got pregnant.

Stay calm. Listen to me.

If you do anything to him,
that's ten years more. It's not worth it.

People like you are always
spouting off about gender violence.

You go to protests
and you have a minute's silence, right?

But when it happens to us,
you look the other way,

and let a fucking rapist
run a women's prison.

Well, I'll tell you something.

This bastard is not
getting away scot-free.

Saray, look at me. Wait. Stop.

Zulema, you're right.

The Chinese are survivors
from before birth.

And we know that threats
must be destroyed.

You're a piece of work, Kabila.

You've really messed up.

What are you doing? Wait, Saray. Please.

If this is true, we'll call the police.

What do you mean, "if it's true"?

Yes. No...

- Alex...
- Give me a minute, please.

- No, don't do it.
- Leave me alone with her, please.

Come on, man!

- Saray.
- What?

Why don't we have
a conversation between women?

You're not going to scare me.

And none of your mind games.

I'm going to cut
this guy's cock off right now.

Sounds good to me.

What do you mean, "it sounds good"?

You're agreeing with me
just because I'm holding scissors.

No,

I believe you.

I think he deserves
to have his cock cut off.

But you have to prepare yourself.

Think of mitigation, in the trial.

As I see it,

you're very upset.

Your hormones crazy from the pregnancy.
You have plenty of drugs on hand.

Me?

I'd get a fix of Diazepam.

Any judge would see
the mitigation in that.

What could you get?

At most, one more year.

Being forced to take
tranquilizers for a while...

for cutting the cock off this pig...

sounds like a good deal.

I've never wanted to be good.

But now?

Now I do.

IN THE NEXT EPISODE

What are you hiding from me, Mercedes?

They're going to charge you
with the murder of your husband.

There was a time when you knew
what you stood to lose.

This means war.

Help!

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