02x06 - Episode 6

[bunniefuu]

EVENTS AND CHARACTERS ARE FICTIONAL,

ANY LIKENESS TO REALITY IS COINCIDENCE.

[uneasy music playing]

Let's keep our eyes
on your own papers, guys, please.

I don't wanna have to take points off
for cheating.

You should know this stuff by now.

-[uneasy music continues]
-[screams]

[Helena] Let's wrap it up.

[Helena] I could never love anyone
like I love you.

Those eyes carry a pain that I made mine
ever since you lost your parents.

[screams]

Time's almost up, guys.

[Helena] The first time I saw you,
I knew we could make each other happy.

They said it was your hormones.

They told me I had issues with immaturity.

[Helena] Let's finish up.
Not much time left.

[inmates clamoring]

[bell ringing]

All right. Hand them in, please.
Thank you.

How was it? You feel good about it?

[Helena] How dare they try
to explain to us how we feel.

Thanks. Thanks, guys.

[Helena] Who can claim the right to say
what love is or where it is to be found?

In the punishing gaze of the judges?

Of our families?

Hollow beings that can't understand

that this complicity
is yours and mine alone.

I'M SO IN LOVE

[chuckles softly]

-[grunting]
-[inmates clamoring]

[alarm buzzing]

[screams]

[guard 1] What's going on here?

Hey! Back off! Get out of here! Move!

-Out!
-[guard 2] You too! Come on!

-[guard 1] Come here!
-[guard 2] Move it! Move it!

[Helena] How can love be a crime?

[dramatic music sting]

[theme music playing]

IN THE MUD

[cumbia music playing over speakers]

[inmate 1] Careful 'cause it brings in
a lot of money.

[inmate 2] Yeah! Get it, Jessy!
Yes, b*tch. Shake it.

[cheering]

Look at these two. Aw.

-[tense music playing]
-[Mikela] What are you doing?

[inmate 3] f*ck's going on, dude?

These b*tches are crazy.

-Sup, b*tch? You wanna go blind?
-This f*cking c**t. Take her!

-Let me go, b*tch!
-[Bizca] Shut up!

[Mikela] Let Debby go! Hey!

Where the hell is my money, wh*res?

Your money's not here.

First, you use my daughter,
and then you steal my money.

I'm gonna break you in half,
you worthless b*tches.

Nobody was using me.

Shut the f*ck up.
Look in the f*cking mirror.

You're so high out of your mind,
you can't speak.

Where the hell do you get off?
Your daughter's not yours anymore.

You're playin' tough guy with me?
You wanna play tough guy with me?

-Huh? You stupid f*cking c**t.
-Stop it! Let her go! Let her go!

Let her go, Mom! I did it! Let go of her!

I did it! Mom, the idea was all mine!
Let go of her!

[suspenseful music playing]

Let go of her!

[Mikela coughing]

[dramatic music sting]

[nurse Johana] I'm gonna keep her
under observation.

She's not showing signs
of internal bleeding for now,

but she's got bruising,
several puncture wounds,

and possibly a broken rib as well.

I'm putting her on some sedatives.

Very well.

I was supposed to have your protection.

I'm sorry, you think you didn't?
You wouldn't be talking otherwise.

Now we're in a real g*dd*mn mess.

Those women smell blood like sharks.
They catch a whiff, and they feed.

You'll have to stay in here
while I decide what to do with you.

Wait, what about Vito?
What will happen to Vito?

I've got him.
I'm gonna look after your son.

Ma'am, but the thing is,
she's not welcome back in our unit.

The girls don't want anything
to do with her.

Oh, Elba. Come on. Please, no.
What, have you all gone insane?

You want me to explain.
Really? You pervert.

-Oh no, Elba. Come on. Not you too.
-Yes, me too.

Walk, Elba. Let's go.

Stay calm now. Relax.

Elba will look after your kid.

I'll brainstorm ways to make sure
you don't leave here in a body bag.

Okay?

Relax.

[cumbia music playing]

[woman] Are you sure
you don't want to see him?

I'm sure. Yeah.

I don't want him to see me locked up.

I'd prefer it if he thought I'm traveling
the world, working or something.

I don't understand you, Nicole.

You'd rather have your son feel rejected

rather than allowing him
to just see you here? Really?

The worst thing
isn't for him not to see you.

The worst thing
is that he's stopped asking about you.

He'll understand when he's older.

Everything his mom did for him.

Life in here
is really not pretty at all, Mom.

I'm earning some money.

They extended my sentence.

You're gonna go into that account,
and you're gonna withdraw 200,000 dollars.

And this account is yours?

Doesn't matter whose.
Just someone that owes me a lot of money.

Honey, please. Come on.

Mom, I'm begging you.
You're gonna need it.

-Listen, I need you to take Gaspar away.
-Away where?

To Spain.

You're gonna talk to your cousins.

Ask them to get you two plane tickets
for you and Gaspar.

-When you get there, you'll pay 'em back.
-Stop this! Enough of this, Nicole!

I cannot keep making any more excuses
for you and your chaos.

You know, I look into my daughter's eyes,
and I don't know who she is.

-Who is this woman in front of me?
-Mom.

You're gonna end up getting me in trouble.

No, Mom, no.

It's a foreign account.
No one will answer for it.

Please, Mama. Please trust me.

This is my absolute final window.

You have to take Gaspar.

For f*ck's sake, Zurda.

I knew it was weird for you
to call me for a f*ck this soon after.

You really wanna mess with the Aquinos?

-They're real heavy hitters.
-It's a kid.

You're asking me
to get involved in something

I don't wanna touch with a ten-foot pole.

You have the contacts.
Round up your g*ng now.

Borges, Lalo.

Hey.

What took you so long?
I set everything up with Nostrils.

[Gladys] He was being difficult.
It doesn't matter.

So? Is he gonna do it? Huh?

[Lalo] No. No, no, no.

I don't have the means
to start a w*r with the Aquinos. No.

And I'm the domesticated one?

What's the payoff?

-It's a boy. Don't ask for anything.
-Sh, stop, stop.

I'm gonna help Zurda
with whatever she needs.

We're going to bring Gringa down. Hmm?

And you'll get the business running again.

Listen to me.

I might know
where they're keeping my grandson.

In a mechanic shop run by this guy
Reinaldo from Aquino's g*ng.

On your way out of here,
a guard will give you a phone.

There are auto shop videos in it.

I'm willing to pay anything.
Please, I am begging you.

[suspenseful music playing]

[dramatic music sting]

URBAN MONITORING

[Antín] I would like to extend
a very special thanks

to all of those whose efforts
and countless hours of hard work

have helped bring to life
our prison construction project.

I would like to thank the governor,
Andrés Faccia,

and each of you for being with us today.

My heartfelt thanks.

Thank you very much. Thanks again.

Thank you all from the bottom of my heart.

The homeland comes first.

[minimal electronic music playing]

And the homeland comes second.
Thank you. Thank you all.

Who needs a photo?

-[reporter] Let's switch gears.
-[Antín] Of course.

There is a story circulating in the media…

-[woman] Beatriz?
-Yes.

The disappearance of the driver
Julián Aquino. What are your thoughts?

Well, that's a matter
that's within the purview of the press

to, um, investigate and uncover.

What a surprise!
I haven't seen you in forever!

-How you doing?
-Are you working with my husband again?

I am, per usual.
Whenever I'm needed, you know.

Just curious how long
you've been waiting for Sergio?

As in today?

He cheats on me. He cheats on you.

He cheats on anyone
stupid enough to get close.

I hope you don't believe
you're his only sidepiece, darling.

I don't know the first thing
about your husband's love life, okay?

Our relationship is purely professional.

[laughs] Don't worry.
I won't cause a scandal for you two.

I promise you that. No public scenes.

Nothing. You can have him
with a bow on top.

The thing is, though,
this late in the game… [scoffs]

…it's a nuisance to get divorced.

Mostly, of course, because of the division
of assets, you know?

[Beatriz] Hmm.

Uh, I have no knowledge whatsoever

that the Aquino family
has anything to do with Cartel del Sur.

Will that be all?
In that case, thank you very much.

-Thank you, sir. Yes.
-Excuse me, please.

[Antín's wife] A quick word of advice.

Don't let Sergio convince you
that his poor sexual performance

has something to do with his wife.

[chuckles] That's great advice.

I'm sorry that went on
for way longer than I anticipated.

You're always dragging me
to these silly events

where I'm forced to put on
the happy-wife act.

Darling, didn't you have to go
and, uh, visit your mother?

-I have to go.
-Wouldn't wanna keep her waiting.

-Wonderful to see you again, yeah?
-Delighted.

Whatever she may have said to you
just now is nonsense.

Ignore her. It means nothing.

I don't give a f*ck about this
with all the sh*t I'm dealing with, okay?

Fix this right now, Sergio.

Get that boy out of there
as soon as possible.

Why the hell did you let Gladys out?
Why would you let her out of the hole?

I have to deal with these women, not you,
and she's not just any prisoner, Antín.

Plus, if it all goes to sh*t,
I know what'll happen.

You're going to blame me for La Quebrada
and throw me to the fire,

and you'll just be absolved.

I'm not an idiot.

I don't wanna come off like a misogynist,

but g*dd*mn, girl, menopause hit you hard.

You should watch your mouth.

Don't f*ck around. Don't.

You think I don't know
the risk you've put me in?

If things go south this time around,
it'll be your head on the chopping block,

not mine.

Understand?

[dramatic music sting]

I like fantasizing a little bit, yeah.

Like, for example, uh, hearing your voice

and imagining more or less
what you're like.

[Beto] Yeah, yeah. For sure, for sure.

But… but… but you know
I'm slightly older and old-fashioned.

Yeah, like me, like me. Yeah.

I need another kind of connection.
Like… like, face-to-face, you know?

Yeah, yeah, of course.
I totally understand.

I feel the same way, you know?
I'm on good behavior.

I'm sure I can probably come soon.

So how about you let me know, okay?

-Whenever you think is right.
-Okay.

-Okay, we'll talk.
-Okay, great. We'll be in touch. Bye now.

[Solita] Did you talk to your mom?

-[Nicole] Yes.
-[Solita] And?

She says I'm delusional.

This is my very last chance to give
my little boy the life he deserves.

If she knew half of the Gringa bullshit
I have to deal with…

Everyone outside can keep sucking it.
They don't know.

Mm. Fingers crossed she follows through.

Otherwise, our whole plan
is totally pointless.

No, don't worry about it, okay?
Our plan is still very much in motion.

I'll get him something
to wash himself with,

and you get him some food.

[Yael] You can stop worrying.
The boy is fine.

He's eating fine. He's sleeping fine.
He's hanging out with the other kids.

He's already used to being here.
Chill out.

-Swear to me he's fine.
-He's fine. Don't worry, mami.

Are they gonna transfer me, Coca?
Where will they take me?

Look, the only thing they told me

is that a social worker
is gonna come today, okay?

-A social worker? But why?
-Protocol, hon.

Beatriz went ahead and filed a claim
because you were physically assaulted,

and it's the right thing to do.

Coca, Yael. Out, ladies.
You don't get visiting hours in here.

Go hang out somewhere else, please. Now.

-You're a lawyer, not a rat, right?
-Do what you want, Colombia.

But don't ask me to help you reconnect
with your daughter later.

Because if you get caught,
you'll be in even deeper.

Relax, I gave her away.
I'm not asking that.

[uneasy music playing]

[Julián] How long are you
gonna keep me here?

Sh. Stop asking questions.

You're gonna move all that cash,
but then you're not gonna help me.

I didn't think so at first,
but you're a b*tch. Same as the others.

Shut your mouth. Someone might hear you.

I don't care!
Let them know you're f*cking me over…

-You stupid as*h*le, shut it! Shut it!
-[muffled whimpering]

[sighs]

You have a fever.

Listen to me.

You have to trust me.

You have no other choice.

I'm gonna take this off.

Scream again and it's over.
You understand?

I'm begging you.
Don't let them k*ll me. Don't.

I'm scared. I don't want them to k*ll me.

It'll be over soon. I'm gonna see
if I can get you some medicine.

[Julián whimpers]

-[lively music playing over speakers]
-[inmates chattering]

All these new plans for this sh*thole,
but I haven't seen a penny.

I know. There's no money.

You gotta scrounge it up.

This is service.

Or are you telling me
you chose this work for the money?

[Rocío] 'Course I did.

I do this for the fixed salary.
What's the matter with you?

I'm really grateful that my old man
introduced me to the penitentiary system,

to be honest.

I'd do this for free, I swear to you.
This job saved my life.

Damn, I've got a hole
the size of the ozone in my stomach.

Man, calm down. Seriously, chill.
Why are you all worked up over some dude?

You gonna be like this
till the conjugal visit?

He's not just some dude.
We don't know each other.

So how am I gonna trust him?

If you don't trust, there's no trust.
You know.

What's up, girls?

-[Olga] Not much.
-Hi.

The doc is a bit nervous
because she's about to have sex again.

You think you're so funny, don't you?
as*h*le. Let me tell you something, kid.

At my age,
between not having used it in years,

and estrogen levels on the floor…

Like, I don't need someone
to bang my brains out. No, thank you.

All I need is to be embraced.

Okay, well, aren't you a doctor?

You must know a trick or two.

A thing you can smear on yourself
so you're not so dry.

Yeah, or else,
you have to ask him to "embrace" you.

He's about to stick it in,
and you tell him, "Hold me, please."

-[laughter]
-f*cking d*ck! What's wrong with you?

Olga, uh, maybe getting involved
with a prisoner is, I don't know,

probably not the best.

-Nothing good can come of that.
-Nah. Come on.

What happened to me
and Sabina is way worse.

One day you're in love, and then the next,
they say she died. No explanation.

You're still hung up
on that worthless b*tch, huh?

Same one that turned you into a junkie?
You stupid or what?

[scoffs] Whatever.

-You drinking maté or not?
-[Solita] You're not giving it. How can I?

[cumbia music playing]

Come on, man. These clients
are getting scummier every day, Zurda.

What the f*ck is this?

Show me your t*ts.

[moaning playfully]

Hey, hey, hey. Ah!

Come on. I can't even help my mom
with her pension. I gotta make more.

End of the month. You know how it works.

-[moans]
-Things'll get better. I promise.

-[grunting]
-[moaning]

Yeah. You like that, you stupid sl*t?

Yeah. Yeah, I love it.

You let me down, Zurda. You really did.

-No outings anymore. What's going on?
-Hey, that's enough, Brenda!

You eat what's on the menu.
Now get out of here.

[man] You like that?
Yeah, you like that? You like that, b*tch?

Give me that c*m, daddy. [moans]

[both moaning]

Come on out! Goodbye, bye-bye!

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.
Suck a fat one, Victoria.

You need to calm down, you know.

What you're doing is dangerous, kid.

And to top it off,
you're risking my brother's life too.

Are you insane, Victoria?
I love your brother.

I wouldn't ask him for anything
that wasn't necessary.

This is a little boy's life.

Drop this new holier-than-thou routine.

When have you ever
given a sh*t about some kid?

You're doing this for you.

I do it
because I'm making sure we survive.

You know that in Russian roulette,

someone always gets
the b*llet eventually, no?

You lit the fire
under these b*tches' asses,

and, on top of that,
you're sending Lalo after those big dogs.

I'm afraid of what might be coming.

What's coming is we'll be taking back
our power at La Quebrada.

[Beatriz] If you think you'll fix things
with candy and excuses,

you're very mistaken.

And you bought
the same thing for your wife.

Hey, now, don't be mean.

You're so feisty.

Tell me. Tell me, why are you here?

I have a lot of sh*t to do,
so what do you want?

To give you a smooch.

No, no. Stop messing with me. Stop.

Just say what you came here for and leave.

-Okay, okay, fine. Calm down.
-I'm serious.

-Fine. Calm down, please.
-[knock at door]

What is it?

Excuse me.

What the f*ck do you want, Antín?
You f*cked me over.

If anything happens to my grandson,
I will m*rder you with my bare hands.

Cut the sh*t
because you made this mess we're all in.

If I go down,
you two f*ck go down with me.

Oh yeah? And your grandson?

What happens to your grandson?

I'm gonna tell you something
for the last time

with the warden here as my witness.

The only one who's equipped to put
this dumpster fire out is me. Understand?

And as a gesture of my goodwill,

I'm inviting you to participate
in Operation Dumpster Fire.

[Beatriz] No, listen.

I am not going to be part of this.
No way in hell.

I'm gonna make sure
that the exchange happens ASAP.

You get your grandson,
and Aquino gets his son.

[uneasy music playing]

[dramatic music sting]

It's not easy
to get things like that in here.

But it wasn't me. They f*cked 'em up.
Look at that. f*cked up, look.

You got anyone coming to visit soon?

Anyone that can do you a favor
on the outside?

No. I got no one, and I'm proud of it.
So I'm asking you.

Do me a favor. Take 'em, please.
How much you want?

No, it's not about that, Bizca.

-What? Is this beneath you?
-I can't promise you anything.

If I get them, I'll let you know.

[lively music playing on radio]

The problem is this girl
is very impressionable.

They get inside her head

because she's weak, you know?

She was always weak.

You've said that before, but that's why
I'm always hovering over her.

Because men have always
used and abused her,

and now, it's those f*cking skanks
that always want something from her.

Sorry, am I boring you
with all of this, huh?

You don't give two f*ck, do you?
You don't give a f*ck about my daughter!

In fact, you enjoy it.
She hates me, and you love it.

-You're forgetting how the fight began.
-I was simply taking care of her.

I was taking care of her
like I've been taking care of you.

Like I've been taking care of
this den of ungrateful f*cking snakes.

It's not about you.

I have cramps.
Do you have a pill I can take?

In that drawer.

Gringa, I saw Borges leaving
the director's office.

I don't know. I think her and Lanteri
are, uh, up to something, maybe.

Careful. Borges is sneaky.

And you were too quick
to trust her, to be honest.

For f*ck's sake, Bizca!

You're gonna tell me what I'm doing right
and what I'm doing wrong?

Get the f*ck out of here, you dwarf!

[dramatic music sting]

[man] How old is the kid?

I don't know, uh, 11? I… I don't know.

We're almost there.

That's it.

-Which one is it?
-There.

[suspenseful music playing]

[dogs barking in distance]

[man] Oh, he left.

Let's do it.

[exhales forcefully]

[uneasy music playing]

[chain rattling]

It's me.

[coughing]

[Nicole] Sh. It's all right.

Listen. Here's your medicine, okay?
It'll bring your fever down.

Open wide.

God, you're shaking.

[dramatic music sting]

[Helena] When will they transfer us?

I know as much as you.

They, uh, wouldn't give me any more info.

Please come on in.

[Helena] What are they doing here?

I asked them to come due to violence
that has unfolded in our prison facility

and the consequences of which are evident.

Are you all right?

Can we wrap this up
without all the preamble?

Helena, in the presence of your attorney,

I must inform you that a judge has issued
an order granting full custody

to the minor's father, Cristian Bertonis,

and to his aunt, Luciana Bertonis.

The expert reports indicate

that it would be unwise
for the minor to stay in La Quebrada.

But I was told he'd stay with me.

You need to give the kid up.

Please, may I walk you out?

[Luciana] Let's go, Cristian.

[Helena sobs]

Hey, you're okay. You're okay.

[dramatic music sting]

[indistinct chattering]

-[Brenda] Hey! So close, so close.
-[Olga] Okay, let me have that.

[laughs]

Helena is in a tough spot.

She won't be able to stay
in the family block.

m*therf*cker. I've gotta take her in?

Come on.
At least until we find another solution.

No, no, no, girl. I'm sorry,
but our cellblock is at capacity in p*ssy.

I don't know. Send her to Central.

No, no, no, no, no.
How about you give her to Gringa?

She loves bad apples.

[Brenda] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Why you all being assholes?

Why is everybody an as*h*le?
What's the matter?

Everybody gonna judge her now?
You know, maybe it was true love.

[Victoria] Come on.

-This b*tch.
-[Brenda] So what if it wasn't?

If you're so unconvinced,
then go ask the, uh, the boyfriend.

The boy, student, or whatever the f*ck
you wanna call the boy.

That boy is the father.

What difference does it make? Having a kid
doesn't mean what they had was healthy.

How many kids are the result of a r*pe?

Calm down. It's not like
she f*cked a three-year-old child.

The boy is 15, 16.
He's already beating off.

If that were my nephew,
I'd make ground meat with her a*s.

See?

Kid should have a 15, 16-year-old girl,
not f*ck the g*dd*mn teacher.

It reeks of child abuse.

I'm sorry, that's where I draw the line.
That's my limit.

Either way, girls, the family block
is the very last place she should go.

Think about it. A child molester
in a cell full of children?

That's like putting a fox in a henhouse
and expecting it not to hunt.

That was funny. Hey.

Funny, when you're supplying
the nostrils for everyone,

-I don't see you clutching your pearls.
-Okay, okay, okay, okay.

-Chill, chill, chill, chill!
-Savage!

No, listen, Coca, really. Thank you.

But a cradle robber
in my block's gonna stir the pot. Hmm?

I'm not gonna be there
when they come collect.

They're gonna kick her a*s,
and I'm not stepping in.

[scoffs]

What a bunch of fakes.

No one here has the right to judge anyone.

I thought we were all locked in here
because we f*cked up.

[Yaniela] The sermon.

I came to find a solution, not so a room
of amateur jurors could sentence her.

-Oh, please.
-[Yaniela] Oh, come on.

-She's right though!
-She's a f*cking pedophile.

[Yaniela] Come on, Coca.
Don't be ridiculous.

[Victoria] She is. She does.

Enough.

[Yaniela] Don't send her to Central.
No way.

[Victoria] Too many of us already.

She's not coming to Central.
No f*cking way.

[inmates chattering]

-You taking your pets out for a walk?
-[scoffs]

[Zurda] Always surrounded
by nice people, aren't you?

Watch your back. These ones are dangerous.

-[Victoria] Let's go, Zurda.
-Back the f*ck off, you stupid old hag.

We're having a conversation.

You know, my pops taught me something
right before he died.

Oh yeah, what would that be?

That you may be able
to live outside of the law,

but every human being must follow a code.

Be careful with what you do

because these piranha b*tches
that you trust so very much…

Today, they're out to get me,

but tomorrow,
it's your a*s that's screwed.

Want my honest opinion
on what you could do with your codes?

Well, you could shove them
right up your as*h*le.

And this goes for everyone.

Each and every one of you.

Why don't you really think about
who you wanna stand with?

With the one that humiliates you
and lets you starve,

or the one who always made sure
everyone got the same?

It's not that hard.

Do not forget how things were
before she got here.

[suspenseful music playing]

What?

[dramatic music sting]

[distant siren wailing]

[Lalo sighs]

[exhales sharply]

I'm going to try the entrance
we saw by the roof.

[suspenseful music playing]

If I don't come out in 15,
you go in, g*ns out, okay?

Be careful.

[TV playing indistinctly]

[suspenseful music continues]

[TV continues indistinctly]

[dramatic music sting]

[suspenseful music playing]

Hey. What the f*ck you doing, four-eyes?
Can't you see I'm cleaning?

[Bizca] Easy, kid. Easy.

I haven't even started making a mess yet.

[Gringa] Aw, baby's so scared
she might poop her diaper.

What's wrong, huh?

Without your little friends around,
are you a little scared of us, huh?

Hey, get back. Where you going?

Show some respect, okay?
The lady wants to speak to you.

Pathetic punk.

Worthless little sh*t.

Lousy f*cking b*tch.

-Let me go.
-You messed with my family.

You stole my money.
Nobody steals from me, m*therf*cker!

[grunts, pants]

God, you smell like sh*t.

Hmm. How long has it been
since someone gave you a bath? Hmm?

Let me give you one.

[muffled grunting]

-Where is my money?
-[gasps]

[muffled screaming]

-[tense music playing]
-[Gringa] Hmm?

We split it with Zurda.
She promised us protection.

Yeah? Is this how Zurda
keeps her promises, huh?

-[muffled screaming]
-Some protection Zurda's giving you.

Look at her protecting you.
Look at how your boss keeps her promises.

[panting]

[groans] I'm tired.

She's all yours.

[grunts]

[Cachete laughs]

[dramatic music sting]

[uneasy music playing]

[dramatic music sting]

[TV playing indistinctly]

[man in distance] Oh, for f*ck's sake!
What the f*ck, man?

The f*ck are you doing?

Is it glued to your f*cking foot,
for f*ck's sake?

-[Reinaldo] All right. You okay?
-[Juampi] Yeah, yeah, I'm okay.

You have to tell me
if you're not feeling well.

Here, come with me.

-[Lalo] Let him go!
-[Reinaldo] Son of a b*tch!

Pájaro, sh**t him now!
Come on, come on, come on!

[Juampi] No!

Let's go. Let's go.

[tense music playing]

-[groans]
-[tires squeal]

[suspenseful music playing]

Get out, kid.

[panting]

[man] Let's go.
We're the good guys. Don't be scared.

Come on, let's go. Let's go.

[Lalo] It's all right, kid.
Your grandma sent us.

-[man] You good, man?
-Get him to the car.

[man] Okay, let's go. Let's go, kid.
Come on. Come on, walk!

[groans]

[Antín] It's nice to see you.

I want you to know
I only agreed to this meeting

because I imagine
you have information about my son.

And as I understood it,

you were going to investigate
without involving the police.

Unfortunately, I don't have
any information about your son for now.

But I am fundamentally interested
in ending this notion

-that you and I are on opposite teams.
-[cell phone ringing]

I mean, rather than fighting each other,

why don't we help one another?

How do you suppose we do so?

You think the Borges family have your son?

I can give you Gladys on a silver platter.

[whispers] Shop's been compromised.
They took the kid.

This won't come without a cost, Antín.

I don't understand. What happened?

[Aquino] Let's go.

What the f*ck was that? I don't get it.

Come on. Let's go.

[dramatic music sting]

What? What is it?

They found your grandson.

He's fine, and my brother's guys
were able to take him. He's safe now.

-Thank you.
-The thing is, Lalo was shot.

Oh no. f*ck me, Zurda. How is he doing?

He's playing tough, but he's not well.

Well, I told you
not to get involved in all this.

I warned you. I warned Lalo.
You're both stubborn as hell.

Now's not the time for a sermon, Victoria.

Well, what do we do?
Is he safe? Where has he gone?

-Huh?
-Yes, he is safe.

Looks like he bled a lot,

so he needs to be transferred somewhere
and checked out.

And the truth is,
the kid isn't safe with them.

They're going to have to
dump him somewhere.

Dump him?

No, no. Not dump him,
but leave him somewhere else.

Yes, a hospital, a police station,
or have your guys take over.

No, no hospital or police station
because Antín manages all that.

And if Antín has the kid,
Aquino has the kid. You hear me?

[dramatic music sting]

[uneasy music playing]

[music fades]

[uneasy music playing]

[menacing music sting]

You've gotta be f*cking kidding me.

-[radio beeps]
-José, do you copy?

Yeah, copy. Go ahead.

Yeah, come to the showers.

Okay, on my way.

[dramatic music sting]

[Nicole] Help me.

Your fever's come down a bunch.

There, that's it.

[suspenseful music playing]

No, stop, stop, stop.

Just let me.

I'm not going to untie you.

I'm not going anywhere. Can't even move.

Come on, please.

Grab it.

Come on, quick.

[both grunt]

[music intensifies]

What are you doing?

Open the door, god f*cking dammit!
Open it. Open the f*cking door!

Open the door, for f*ck's sake. Open it.

Open it!

Open the g*dd*mn door!

Hey! Open up, you son of a b*tch! Open up!

[Julián panting]

[breathing heavily]

[groans]

[strained breath]

[dogs barking in distance]

MAXIMUM SECURITY PENITENTIARY SERVICE
LA QUEBRADA WOMEN'S UNIT

[dramatic music sting]

[theme music playing]

[music fades]