02x04 - Episode 4

[bunniefuu]

EVENTS AND CHARACTERS ARE FICTIONAL,

ANY LIKENESS TO REALITY IS COINCIDENCE.

-[cup clanging]
-[inmates clamoring]

[indistinct shouting]

[inmates clamoring]

[dramatic music sting]

Hey, Cele.

I won the fight.

-Honey, what happened?
-[sobs]

[Rocky] You son of a f*cking b*tch!

What did you do?

[tense music sting]

Lowlife scumbag!

-What did you do?
-[sobs]

[Rocky] You piece of sh*t!

How could you?

How could you?

I'm gonna k*ll you,
you r*pist son of a b*tch!

Mom!

Mom! Stop!

-[Rocky] I hate you! Die! Die!
-Mom!

Mom!

[tense music playing]

[Rocky crying]

Oh God.

[breathing shakily]

[inmates clamoring]

[inmates groan]

[inmate 1] Jesus f*cking Christ!

-[inmate 2] Son of a b*tch!
-[inmate 3] You trying to k*ll her?

[inmate 4 whistles]

[inmates chattering indistinctly]

[melancholic music playing]

[dramatic music sting]

[theme music playing]

IN THE MUD

[unsettling music playing]

[Julián] I'm finished.

[Gladys] Hang on, I'll help you.

Stand up.

One step forward. Now back.

Lift your foot.

Lie down.

We'll bring you something to eat later.

Hi, I'm Vasco
from cellblock six in Ezeiza.

I'm looking for a loving girl
who can handle my python.

[Lechu] Come on, mami.
Choose one of these guys already.

Give someone else a turn.

What a letdown. Go ahead. All yours.

Come on, make a move.

We've talked four times already.

Ask for a visit, baby.

Don't be such a loser.

No, I can't send you photos
because it's too risky.

-My ex is bad news.
-[woman] Hello?

-[Nieves] Hi, can you put Ciro on?
-Oh, it's you.

Ciro is dead because of you.

[g*nshots]

You f*cking b*tch!

Your g*dd*mn mother had him k*lled.

-If I see you around here, I'll k*ll you.
-No, no, no, no!

No, Ciro, no!

[sobs] No! No!

No, no!

No! Don't touch me!

Let me go! Let me go!

Just let me go!

Please! Please, no!

I wanna talk to Ciro!

Where is he?

After I finish 'em off,

I'll make sure to bring you back
all the merchandise. Eh?

It was you! It was you, you f*cking b*tch!

-I'm gonna k*ll you!
-I'm your mom! Hey!

-It was you! Don't touch me!
-[Gringa] Let her be.

What the hell is going on?

You f*cking put out a hit on Ciro,
you dirty b*tch!

I don't know what you're talking about.

Look me in the eyes and say that,
and look at me when I'm talking to you!

First, you banned him from La Quebrada,

then, when he got in anyway,
you had him k*lled!

You're insane!

You're insane! I hate you!

He got in? How did that happen? Huh?

You had him k*lled!

I hate you!

You f*cking b*tch! I hate you!

-I f*cking hate you!
-[slams table]

-[dramatic music sting]
-[device beeping]

[Juampi] Hi, Grandma. Today is March 14th.
When will you come get me?

[Reinaldo] Don't cry, boy.

[Juampi] You have to come get me.
I don't wanna be here anymore.

Listen to me. Don't get upset.

Don't get upset,
because we know he's alive, okay?

How'd they answer you? What'd they say?

They said they want to do the exchange
tomorrow night, just around the corner.

-Uh-huh.
-At the abandoned meat-processing plant.

Can you do that?

Yeah, I'll set up an outing. [sniffles]

Careful, Gladys, because now they know
that you're the one behind all of this.

They won't do a thing to me
before the exchange.

After, who knows?

All that matters is saving Juampi.

-[Claudia] It'll all be okay.
-My God.

[lively reggaeton music playing]

-[music stops]
-[inmates chattering]

[frustrated sigh]

Can I help with that, Rocky?

Uh, it's just… It's really hard, Teach.

But I have to destroy the loser
I have inside of me.

I can do it. I can do it.
I know I can. I know I can.

[tense music playing]

[Cachete] Hey, Teach.

Hey.

Say it.

You get turned on
with the little kids in here?

Don't do this now.

I told you what to do
if you want me to keep my mouth shut.

-Hey, Teach. Is she bothering you?
-No, no. Carry on with your work, Rocky.

-Rocky! Suck on this!
-Oh, it's on now, you f*cking b*tch!

Let's go, loser!

-[Helena] No!
-[Coca] Hey! Hey! No! Stop it!

-Knock it off now.
-[Helena] No! No!

[Coca] Hey! Hey! Stop! Cut it out!

[Rocky] f*cking b*tch!
I'm gonna put you down!

-[Coca] Hey! Stop it. That's enough! Stop!
-[Helena] Enough!

[alarm bell ringing]

[Selva] Hey, hey! Break it up!
I said break it up!

Let's go. Get 'em outta here!

-[Helena] Are you okay?
-What the hell? Let me go!

Put 'em both in the hole!

-Right now. Let's go.
-Let me go!

[inmates clamoring]

[dramatic music sting]

[Debby] Now we're talking!

-Which of you b*tches is the smartest?
-Yeah! Now we're talking!

[reggaeton music playing over speakers]

[inmate 1] I know that face.
Have I seen you around?

Must be from when I stole your heart.
Why do you think I'm in jail?

What's it cost to be your girlfriend?

-I wanna be Moneda's girlfriend.
-All right.

We've got the premium sh*t
all to ourselves now.

-Gringa and her crew can suck it.
-[inmate 2] Yeah!

[Debby] Cheers, ladies.

Anyone wants to start a fight,
we'll set the mob on their a*s.

Hey, you're sexy, huh?
You know I love you, right?

I love you, girl.

-Hey, what's up?
-I need a place to stay.

-What's wrong, your old lady kick you out?
-No.

-Huh?
-[Nieves] No.

What's wrong? You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

-Come in. You okay? You sure?
-Uh-huh.

[Nayla] Let's chill.

Take it easy, huh?
You're good. You're here with us.

Come, sit. Tell us what happened, yeah?

Nothing.

My mom found out my boyfriend snuck in
and had him f*cking shot.

No, that's so f*cked.

Yeah, and I'm positive it was her.

That b*tch is trying to deny it,
but I… I can't be there anymore.

I can't stand by her anymore.
She betrays everyone.

-Now she betrayed me.
-Don't worry.

If all our asses fit in here,
so will yours.

-You just stick with us, okay, honey?
-Here, girl.

To your boyfriend up there
with the angels. Take it easy.

You're all right.

[cumbia music playing over speakers]

[Solita] Hey.

I had trouble getting away,
but some sh*t went down.

Like what?
Did that b*tch get violent again?

No, not with me, with her daughter.

Oh, well. That b*tch is crazy, dude.

Hey, Gla. Listen.

-What?
-What's up with the package?

I don't think he'll last much longer.
He's pretty messed up, you know?

Tomorrow, we have another outing.

We'll put "the rug" in the van,
and that'll be that.

Spectacular. So your grandson is okay?

Mm-hmm.

-[Yaniela] Hey, Gladys.
-What?

sh*t's hitting the fan.

Gringa's going apeshit on Zurda
over her daughter.

[sighs] Jesus f*cking Christ.

Listen, I need you to see him again.

Go on.

[Nicole sighs]

I'll go if you want.

No. You're in enough trouble, love.
I'll go.

You sure?

[indistinct chattering]

[distant banging]

[Bizca] Buckle up! Here comes the storm!

Stay there, you f*cking wh*res!

What the hell are you doing?
What the f*ck is going on?

-[Gringa] f*ck you, that's what!
-Let me go!

-Stop struggling! Listen to me!
-Let her go.

-Let me go!
-[Gringa] Shut up!

You think I wouldn't realize
you found a way

to sneak that b*stard in for my daughter?

-Shut the f*ck up!
-f*ck you, you l*sbian b*tch!

You think I wouldn't realize

that you sent these little b*tches
to steal my sh*t?

-If you have problems with your daughter…
-Shut it!

You're gonna pay for this.

'Cause if that's what you're after,
you gotta come back from the dead.

-You f*cking… You b*tch!
-[Zurda grunts]

The only reason you have
this f*cking whorehouse is thanks to me.

Because I allow it. Huh?

Get it?

No more outings for the black widows.

That'll teach you some respect, as*h*le!

Respect the arrangement we made.

-It's my work. It's all of their work.
-[Gringa] Shut it!

Don't do this.

If they start to miss the money,
they know who they can blame.

I'll turn you into worm food.

You're just a f*cking wh*re.

Go on.

Mop it up with your p*ssy.

[Victoria] f*cking Gringa!

[inmate 1] You b*tch!

[Bizca] Hey, hey. Let's go.
Show's over. Move it!

[inmate 2] f*cking c**t!
Didn't I tell you?

Look what happens! Look what happens.

[tense music playing]

[dramatic music sting]

-[buzzer sounds]
-[children chattering]

I'm making a tortilla.

I'm gonna make another one.

Elba, do you want me to go
and get them more milk?

We have enough.

And if we need any more, I'll get it.

But I haven't gone out all day.

What if they're asking for me?

Well, you're not going out.

You're gonna stay here and relax.
There's something that you can do though.

-This is what you can do.
-[Yael] What?

You're gonna have some water.
That's what you're gonna do.

It'll do you good. Yeah?

Go on. Here.

Drink the water, missy.

This will clean you out.
It's gonna make you well.

Okay, a little more. Come on, love.

-Gimme a second.
-Sure. Take a breath and drink.

Okay. Let's see some gusto. Come on.

Look, you have to get down
to at least here.

That's it.

-That's it. Good.
-[Yael retches]

[Elba] It's okay.
Just take it easy. Take it easy.

Take it easy, honey. Okay?
You're cleaning yourself out.

You're cleaning out.

-Okay? Okay? Good work.
-[Yael coughing]

[Elba] Good. Just take it easy.

Here, look at me.

-You're all better.
-[whimpers]

-You wanna sit for a bit? Lie down?
-No, I wanna die.

-I don't wanna go on.
-No. No, no, no.

Everything itches.
I don't wanna go on. I wanna die.

[Elba] No. Nobody's gonna die, okay?

[Helena] I don't know
how this could happen.

My affairs were supposed
to stay private here.

In fact, my family

is paying a lot of money
so this information doesn't get out.

But now it turns out
that one of the girls knows.

So, obviously, she's extorting me.

Well, my influence only goes so far.

I can't just rely on gossip and bullshit.
Who's messing with you?

No, I can't tell you that.

Snitches have it even worse in here.

[scoffs]

If you can't tell me,
I don't know how you expect me to help.

Well, I could be transferred. No?

Honestly, I can't think of anything else.
It's not even for me, really.

It's for my son's safety
more than anything.

I dunno.

How can we fix this?

A transfer?

A transfer is something else.
That's a bigger deal.

I have license here up to a certain point.

But that's another prison,
another director.

Another arrangement.

Another cost.

I'll see what I can get together.

Well, when you know, tell me.

Have you ever heard of karma?

[melodic acoustic guitar music playing]

Apparently, when somebody does something
in one lifetime

or had a relationship
that maybe they shouldn't,

all their subsequent lives
become about learning the difference

between what's right

and what's wrong.

Here.

It won't save your life,
but at least it'll keep you entertained.

KARMIC RELATIONSHIPS

Take her away.

[guard] Let's go.

[exhales]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Nicole shushing]

I brought you some food.

I can take off your gag,
but you better not scream.

When can I get out of here?

-When?
-Sh. Have some water.

[Julián coughing]

Bite.

Take off my blindfold.

I know it's you.

Please.

Thank you.

Where are we?

No questions.

Did you ask my family for money?

Is that what you want?

What is?

No, wait. I have nothing to do
with my father's business.

Stop it. Stop it.

Ask me for whatever you want.

-However much money you want, Nicole!
-[shushing]

[muffled] Nicole! Nicole!

Nicole!

[gate door closing]

[lock clicking]

[suspenseful music continues]

[grunts]

[dramatic music sting]

CLAUDIA
THE BIRTHDAY PARTY IS CANCELED.

HOLD EVERYTHING. NOT HAPPENING TOMORROW.
I'LL EXPLAIN WHEN YOU COME

Oh God.

Help me to find out where he is
so I can get him out.

[footsteps approaching]

Why am I here?

To propose that you end this sh*t
against Gringa, hmm?

There's no winning. Negotiate.

What happened on the outside?

Lost your nerve?

When you came back,

I thought you'd help me
get that b*tch out of the way.

She's an ab*ser with no code.

But no.

You settled right in with her.

Or are you trying to frame me?

You don't understand. I need money.

We have to make up with her
so she doesn't shut the business down.

Smells like bullshit.

You're hiding something.

I've never changed sides in La Quebrada.
Not for you or for anybody else.

It doesn't matter
if things are good or things are bad.

I don't let my people down.

Praying to the Virgin
is not gonna change that now.

[breathing shakily]

I'm gonna die. I'm gonna…

[whimpers]

[cumbia music playing over speakers]

I heard you canceled tomorrow's outing.
Is it true?

Why? You got a date scheduled
with some dude on the outside?

Mm, I don't need to explain myself to you.

My son needs more money.

Let's eat in peace.

I'll pay you what you need
through the end of the month.

Mm-mm.

I'm not saying it just for me.

The other girls are struggling as well.

-What's your problem?
-What's your problem, huh?

What the hell is going on with you?
Nothing I say is enough for you.

What's the matter? Does your p*ssy itch
so bad, you have to b*tch to me about it?

Everything's set, boss.
Let's start the show.

Finish eating and clean up.

When I'm back, we're gonna talk.

[alarm blaring]

[tense percussive music playing]

[indistinct shouting]

[Daniel] Okay, girls. Let's go.

Relax. You know how this goes.

-Come on.
-What's going on, for f*ck's sake?

What else is going to happen? Jesus!

[inmates clamoring]

[Victoria] What's that?
What are you taking?

That doesn't belong to you, girl.
Put it back.

[inmate 3] Get your hands off of me!
Get your hands off of me! Don't touch me.

Go on. Break everything. Break everything.

We cleaned this place up
just the other day,

and now you're trashing it!

Stand back. Let her do her job.

[Rocío] Okay, okay, okay. Silence.

-[loud whistle]
-Silence.

Open your mouth.

Stick out your tongue.

Good.

Borges.

Don't break it.
It doesn't have service. It's prepaid.

[tense music playing]

Oops. Accident.

Open your mouth.

Stick out your tongue.

Spread your arms.

Oh, hey.

-[Rocío] Spread your arms.
-Mm, Papi.

It's been so long
since a real man touched me, right?

-I've got something in my slit.
-You want me to touch you, dirty b*tch?

Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?

[India] Touch me right, huh?
Teach me how to suck on it. I don't know.

With all due respect.

[Yaniela] You can't say
she's not polite, eh?

That's a really tiny nightstick, Josecito.

You've got a skinny one.

There's nothing here, dude.

Shut your mouth,
or I'll make you do push-ups.

-Can't. On my period.
-Me too.

Oh yeah,
I can feel it dripping down my leg.

I'd forgotten Aunt Flo visits
all you little sluts at the same time.

Hey, Selvita, if you stick around,
Aunt Flo might come back to you.

-You foxy cougar.
-Who, this dried-up c**t?

Ow, son of a b*tch.

What did you say?

-Get off!
-Here.

Want a bit of cheese
to go with your red sauce?

Because in addition to menopausal,
I've been a bit deaf of late.

[uneasy music playing]

What are you doing here?
Shouldn't you be in Mama's house?

No.

According to the rules of the prison,
I have to be here.

This is the cellblock for young adults,
so I'm not leaving.

f*cking Coca. She loves her lost lambs.

[Gringa] So?

[Selva] There it is. Look.

[Gringa] Who put you b*tches
up to this? Zurda?

Suck it.

Careful what you wish for.

Put them all to work until further notice.

Anyone dicking around
gets thrown in the hole. Got that?

-Aren't you taking your girl?
-[Gringa] No.

No.

She'll come on her own
when she's sick of all this filth.

[Beatriz] Let's go.

You can make the most of this
and do some deep cleaning.

-Confiscate anything that's left.
-[guard] Okay.

[Selva] You, here. Help her. Go on.

[rhythmic music playing]

[Zurda] Oh my God.

Those b*tches tore this place apart.

They even took our latest earnings.
g*dd*mn thieves.

Quite the mess in here, huh?

Why not tell your girls
to straighten things out a bit?

Why don't you tell your f*ck' people
that we're the f*ck' thieves, not them?

And to give back the money they took.

Leave us.

-Have a seat.
-No. [tuts]

In my place, it's my rules.

-[Beatriz] Take this.
-Have a seat here.

I'm the one who runs your place, okay?

Enough of this, Zurda.

It's enough.
I'm sick to death of these skirmishes.

Why take it out on me?
I didn't do anything.

You know better.

Old b*tches like us
can smell each other from a mile away.

I know you're backing Nieves and the girls
just to piss off Gringa.

I'm not backing anybody.

But you can think whatever you like.

Don't sh**t. I'm just the messenger.

I don't make trouble.

That's Gringa's thing.

Maybe you're having
second thoughts about her.

Maybe you know I'm the only one
who can deliver money and peace for you.

[chuckles] Money and peace?

Well…

I've been here longer
than all those guards combined.

You may run La Quebrada,
but La Quebrada is who I am.

You make a good point, Zurda.

Perhaps you've been in here
a little too long.

Your reign is finished,

but you still cling to the illusion
you have some control.

If you don't fall in line right now,
things are gonna get bad.

[suspenseful music playing]

Clean up the mess you made.

[dramatic music sting]

[banging on wall]

f*ck you, you traitor b*tch!

You f*cking sold us out. When I get
my hands on you, I'll break your face!

Yeah, sure you will, as*h*le.

b*tch d*ke!

Why don't you eat out
that teacher scumbag some more?

-b*tch, leave my teacher out of it.
-My teacher!

[laughs]

You think your little teacher
has a virgin c**t, Rocky?

You know why she's in here?
It's because she went and f*cked a kid.

And on top of that,
she had a baby with him!

Your little teacher is a real ab*ser.

I hope you don't have
the hots for her, Rocky,

'cause it's not gonna happen.

She doesn't want
any of that old taco meat you got.

[Rocky] I'm not a lesbo, stupid!

I'm studying because I wanna get out
of this f*cking sh*thole.

I wanna remake my life with my daughter.

You think Teach
is ever gonna look your way?

Come on. You're short.
You're illiterate. You're f*cking dumb.

You're a m*rder*r!

Yeah, all pumped up
on those f*cking steroids like a bro!

I k*lled my as*h*le husband
for raping my daughter,

and I'd do it again! Okay?

I cut your face once for being a traitor!

You k*lled María
and took her away from me.

Next time I see you,

I'm gonna cut your tongue out
and stop your lies forever!

[dramatic music sting]

g*dd*mn it. This is so much work, dude.
They got anything to eat back here?

Those greedy b*tches
keep everything locked up.

So open it up and take it out.
What are they gonna do?

Punish us for being hungry?

If we touch any of that,
they'll have us doing this sh*t till 2040.

Let's finish up and get out of here.

I'm not about to starve to death, okay?

I'm getting something to eat, guys.
Monedita.

-Is the coast clear?
-Look in the freezer.

[reggaeton music playing]

I found some little sandwiches.

-Hey, Nay. Got anything for dessert?
-You know I always got some candy.

Look, Mikela.

-Ooh, lookee!
-[Moneda] You want any, babe?

Let's give that old b*tch
a party she won't forget.

[reggaeton music continues]

[dramatic music sting]

[Gringa breathes deeply]

I'm not feeling well.

-Aw, come on.
-Hey, I'm serious.

Hey, what's the matter?

I said I'm not feeling well. Okay?

[intriguing music playing]

What's wrong, you little brat?

I'm telling you that I don't feel well.

Can't you hear? Don't you care how I feel?

[Nicole grunts]

Listen, you little sl*t.

You might be a very sexy girl,

but you're not
the only sexy girl in here. Yeah?

You know how many hot chicks
come through this bed?

You think anyone gives a f*ck
about how you're feeling?

Your own daughter can't stand you.

So you better shape up and treat me right.

Or you'll end up alone.

Who knows, maybe deep down

that's what you want.

[gate door opens]

[sobs]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[dramatic music sting]

[inmate 1] Hey,
does anyone have a little salt?

-Let's see how the cougars are doing.
-We'll see.

[Mikela] Keep walking. Keep walking.

[Debby] What's up, sluts?
The bad b*tches are in the house.

Aren't you gorgeous? What's going on?

[Nayla] There's a weird smell in here too.

[Debby] You know that smell in houses?
What's it called?

In the upper part.

-[Nayla] The attic?
-[Debby] Yeah, the attic!

Like the little ba*ls they use
to keep bugs…

Move it.

[Nayla] Mothballs.

[Debby] They smell exactly like mothballs.

[Nayla] Okay.
I would not be f*cking any of them.

-[Debby] Nasty!
-[Nayla] No way.

Gonna have to keep an eye on you.

Groupies, take a hike.
I need to talk to my daughter.

[uneasy music playing]

Did you ask her
if she wants to talk to you?

Go play with your dolls.
Didn't your mom teach you manners?

No. Don't get it twisted.
I wouldn't learn.

My mother is a saint and a good mom,
unlike some others.

Come on.

-Wanna end up in a hospital bed?
-Chill out.

The tables
are gonna turn in here eventually.

And we got all the time in the world.

Oh, you have time? Where'd it all go, huh?

-All that f*cking time!
-That's enough, Mom. Let go of Nayla!

You f*cking let her go now.
Come on. Let her go!

[tense music playing]

[breathing heavily]

You're disgusting.

If there's one thing
I'll never be in this world,

it's a resentful b*tch like you.

[Debby] How are you, hon? It's okay, baby.

What are you losers looking at?

You want some of this too?

-[Mikela] Up we go.
-[Debby] It's all good.

[dramatic music sting]

[knocking at door]

-Excuse us. How's it going?
-Please come in.

If it isn't
my favorite penitentiary director.

Beatriz Lanteri, the fairest of them all.

-How are you?
-Lovely to see you.

Let me introduce you
to the architect, Julia Frey.

Hi there.

The congressman.

I'm very happy
to welcome you to La Quebrada,

which I like to say isn't really a prison,

but rather a place where the girls
have the opportunity to rehabilitate.

-Return to society.
-Exactly.

-A second chance.
-More with this project.

-I'll show you.
-[Beatriz] Right. Then let's see it.

First things first, show us the overview.

[Beatriz] Oh, great. I'm so interested.

The floor will be built around
an exterior and interior yard.

One of its signature features
will be a skylight,

so it'll get sun all day.

And the cellblocks will open out here
onto this internal patio.

Each cellblock will have its own bed area.

Can the windows be opened,
or are they fixed?

[Julia] They're fixed.

So the inmates
won't be able to see outside.

[Julia] No, they're cut off.

Prisoners of silence.

-Mm. [chuckles]
-Okay.

Uh, um, we have some refreshments for you,

while the architect explains, uh,
explains the details.

Um, Magui! If you could…

[Julia] Uh-huh, I have to agree.

-Make yourselves comfortable.
-[Antín] Tell me about these.

[inmates chattering]

[Solita] What's up?

I need you to feed the piggy.

I gotta talk to someone.

[cumbia music playing over speakers]

Milagro. I need to speak with your boss.

What's that?

I need to speak with Antín.

And I need my hair to grow back.

-But life is sh*t, you know?
-Come here.

Fine.

What is it?

Aquino.

I have information for him.

[dramatic music sting]

[gate door opens]

[uneasy music playing]

Thank you.

Forgive me.

I thought you were different
from the others.

It would've been better
for the both of us if you'd helped me out.

I could've helped get you out of here.

Nicole, please.

[Solita grunts] God f*cking damn it!

[Julián grunts]

I'll bash your f*ck' head in,
Goddammit. Stay still.

Sh! I said stay still!

I'm gonna break your head open,
you son of a b*tch.

What are you talking about?
What the f*ck are you saying, as*h*le?

[grunts angrily]

Jesus f*cking Christ!

[Julián groans]

Goddammit!

[Solita screams frustratedly]

[moaning]

[Rocky] When I get you alone,
I'm gonna k*ll you.

[Cachete] Shut your trap
or I'll shut it nice and tight.

-Time to free up the cells.
-They gotta calm down.

They've been insulting each other
since they arrived.

-[Rocky] Traitor!
-Okay, listen up.

You've had plenty of time
to have a nice, long think now. Yeah?

You're gonna come out here,
you're gonna eat,

and you're gonna go back to cellblock.

If you don't wanna get thrown back in,
you're gonna be silent. Okay?

Like two little lambs,
not bothering each other.

You're gonna come out,
no looking at each other. Understood?

I said, understood?

Understood.

-Go eat.
-f*ck' c**t.

-All right.
-[Rafael] Hey, hey. Mouth shut.

-[Rocío] Walk. Go.
-[Rafael] Good.

[guard] That's it.
Keep on walking. Nice and easy.

[Antín] What we have to keep in mind
is that history is made by the valiant.

They don't build statues for some losers.

After all, fortune favors the bold.

We've heard what security forces need,
and we're answering them.

What is it, Lanteri?

-[disorienting music playing]
-No, go on. I'm listening.

[Antín] Excuse me.

-Come here for a second, please.
-Yes?

[Antín] This is shameful.
You're completely loaded.

[slurring] No. It's just… I don't know.
I just… I don't feel very well.

Don't make a scene
or I'll jam my elbow in your throat.

[laughing]

-Afternoon.
-Oh, just who we were missing.

Capece. Welcome.

What's up, Capece? [chuckles]

[indistinct chattering]

[Debby moans]

I like that.

-Stop, stop. Baby, I'm on my period.
-Who cares?

[Debby moans]

-You like that?
-[Debby moans]

[door rattles]

Oh no.

-Hey, kitten. Thinking of betraying us?
-Huh? What do you mean?

The rug just tried to bash my head in.

-What?
-You heard me.

Listen, the whole reason I'm in here
is because I don't betray people.

Oh yeah? Then why didn't you tell me
what the guy offered you?

I don't owe anyone in here
a g*dd*mn thing.

All I want is to get the f*ck out.
Okay? Is that clear?

Perfectly clear.
I know you don't owe me anything.

But I thought we had a story.

Like a love story or something,
but I guess I'm making it up on my own.

I love you.

I really do. Okay?

But the only love of my life is my son.

Mm-hmm?

What I did to Sabina,
I did for you so we could be together.

Hiya.

[sighs]

[dramatic music sting]

[Rocío] Go over there.

What the f*ck are you looking at?

[Rocío] Sh.

[Cachete whistles]

[dramatic music sting]

[whistles]

Why are you whistling now,
you traitor b*tch?

m*therf*cker, I'm gonna k*ll you!

Let me go, as*h*le!

[Rocío] What are you doing?
For f*ck's sake!

[tense music playing]

I'm gonna k*ll you! I'm gonna k*ll you!

Traitorous f*cking b*tch!

You like that, b*tch?
You like that, you f*cking traitor?

Take that! Filthy trash!

I'm gonna do you like you did María,
you f*cking b*tch!

Die, you f*cking b*tch!
Just f*cking die already!

-[groans]
-Mom, stop it!

[screams] Mom, stop!

[sobs]

[breathing heavily]

[stirring music sting]

[Cachete screams, grunting]

[tense music continues]

[guard] What are you doing?
Drop that! Drop that!

[music fades]

Gladys, you're the same
as your late husband, you know that?

You have the same f*cking inability
to defer to anyone else.

They kidnapped my grandson.

If you had listened to me earlier,
it wouldn't have come to this.

Come to what?
What the f*ck are you talking about?

[suspenseful music playing]

-Is that Aquino's son?
-Yes.

We agreed the exchange
was going to be tonight.

Borges, enlighten me here.
Do you have sh*t for brains?

How could you bring
that guy into the prison?

-Ah, Beatriz is involved in this.
-No, she doesn't know anything about it.

-Are you sure?
-Yeah.

I snuck him in
during one of the special outings.

And the goal was
to get him back out the same way.

But they stopped the outings.

So I need you to help me move the package,
and I need you to do it tonight.

I'm supposed to wade
into this diarrhea swamp right behind you?

It benefits you
if this idiot turns back up.

I can't keep him in here any longer.

So because of your f*ck,

I have to be the one
to lick someone's a*s?

Come on. I did it for my grandson.

I'll never ask you for anything again.

What do you say, Capece?

She's worse than her husband.

I say you're done negotiating.

You negotiated for sh*t.
Everything went wrong.

From now on, I do the negotiating.

-What?
-You hear me?

This sh*t ends now.

-No. They'll hurt my grandson.
-The kid stays put.

-I'm begging you.
-Shut your mouth, idiot.

You better shut your m*therf*cking mouth
before I k*ll you.

Let's put her in the hole.

You're a f*cking as*h*le!
You're an as*h*le! as*h*le!

[muffled] Let me go!

-Let me go!
-[Antín] Solitary.

[Gladys screams]

[dramatic music sting]

[guard] Don't move. Don't move.

Let's go.

[suspenseful music playing]

[dramatic music sting]

[melancholic piano music playing]

[music fades]