01x02 - Enfrentar al miedo

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Forgetting what I
had seen was impossible.

My father--this all-powerful
superhero who meant everything

to me had suddenly transformed
into a ruthless super villain.

I loved him and I wanted
to protect him,

but at the same time,
I feared him,

and I hated what he built.

It was a confusing feeling--

one I struggled with
for the rest of my life.

Well, well, well.
There you are, sleepyhead.

Glad to see you're
finally awake.

Uh, I was just looking
for my "Thriller" T-shirt.

Do you happen to know where
it is?

No, but you have plenty
of shirts.

Our guests are going
to be here soon so dress nice.

- Okay.
- Is something wrong?

Uh, no. My stomach's rumbling.
Let's eat.

Mm.

Opulence. Eccentricity.
Indulgence.

That was the world I grew up in.

Parties with relatives
and friends

where paintings by famous
artists were raffled off.

And private planes would deliver
flowers from Bogotá,

chocolates from Switzerland,
champagne from Paris,

and embroidered table cloths
from Venice.

Oh, for God's sake.

Don't think about bringing
it up to Pablo right now.

I know you.
This isn't the time.

It's outrageous,

these slanderous things
Mr. Lara's saying about Pablo!

If there's anyone
in this world who knows how

to deal with something
like this, it's Pablo.

Whatever he decides
will be perfect.

Mi amor, why don't you go play
with your cousins?

I don't want you to spend
the day sitting all by yourself.

I don't wanna.

Those guys never do
anything fun.

Don't talk like that,
Juan Pablo, please.

Juampi.

Let's get to work!
Come on, now!

Politics transformed
my father into a public figure

and shone a spotlight on him,
his family,

and his fortune.

The Minister of Justice,
Lara Bonilla,

publicly denounced my father

for his ties
to drug trafficking.

We were living in paradise,

but in reality,

we were preparing for w*r.

Hey, patron!
Check it out!

Those guys slaughtered a couple
of cows for us!

Got fresh hamburgers here
straight from Bogotá!

Hah! Here, ladies!
Ladies, come here!

- Help me out here. I got--
- What the hell's wrong with you?

You're forgetting the most
important thing, aren't you?

No, patron.
That's him with Jerry.

He's a big son
of a b*tch, isn't he?

Yo, patron.

Here's the guy who'll train all
the brats for you.

Welcome
to Hacienda Napoles.

Nice to meet you,
Mr. Escobar.

This is my son,
Juan Pablo,

and he's all grown up now.

All right,
here's the deal.

I got the land,
the resources, the money,

and the guts,
but it's not enough.

I need an army.

Yeah? So suddenly
you don't trust us? Huh?

We've always been
your mercenaries, patron.

We'd die for you!

Get this straight.

I'm not putting g*ns in your hands
so you can play mercenary.

What I need are soldiers.

Come on, show me what you got,
m*therf*ckers!

Come on!
Move, move, move!

Move those asses, ladies!

- I'm movin'! I'm movin'!
- Let's go!

Is that all you've got?
Move it, ladies!

That means you, too, señorita!

Get up there!
Up, up, up!

Hey, where do you think
you're going?

Come on!

What are you
waitin' for? Let's go!

f*ck you!

Come on, sucker!
Up and over!

Get outta here.

Aim for the target!

The target, you idiot!

Come on!
You're a f*ck' k*ller!

Hit the target!

Fire!

Fire!

Outstanding, Angie.
Muy bueno.

You're the only one here
who can sh**t.

Happy?

You got that b*stard creaming
in his khakis.

Like him?

Ask me again
without crying.

You on the rag?

- Is that why you
- Hey, hey, hey!

What are you talking about?

I'm always like this, baby.

Isaias.
Let Rodri try it.

Okay, go for it.

What the f*ck?

Oh, bullshit.

What's up with you trying
to be the teacher's pet?

Hey Angie,
you're pretty good,

but you gotta admit he's
a better shot than you.

That's two shots right
on target.

Well, you can't beat someone who prays
to the patron saint of virgins, can you?

Okay, try it again.

Yeah, if he hits
it like that again,

that mean the kid's like
a sn*per.

- It ain't just a fluke.
- Let's see it.

Yeah, come on, as*h*le!

I'll bet you five grand
he misses.

Yeah. Pure luck.

No, no, no,
wait, wait, wait.

I'll bet you a million dollars
he misses.

Go ahead. sh**t.

Yeah, do it.

Hey, hey,
mira perrito,

it helps if you keep
your eyes open, man.

At least one.

We interrupt
this program with breaking news.

To send a message
to my fellow countrymen,

there's no mistake in exactly
who these detractors are...

MINISTER LARA
ACCUSES PABLO ESCOBAR

...Or how the mafia has turned
to unthinkable extremes.

After
Minister Lara's comments,

Pablo Escobar came forward
with this response.

I'm here to announce
to the public

that the Minister of Justice
has got 24 hours

to produce concrete evidence
to support

the accusations
he's made against me,

and if he can't do tha--

I thought you had to study.
Are you done yet?

Everything they're
saying about Pablo is made up.

It's all slander and lies.

Exactly,

so he doesn't need
to hear those things.

The boy still needs
to know.

I never hid anything from Pablo.

That's why he's who he is.

But Juan Pablo's
seven years old.

He can stay a child
a little longer.

But it's important you know,
mi amor,

that all these things they say

about your father come
from envy.

After all,
in this country,

envy kills more people
than cancer.

A number of key
officials are weighing in,

saying that they anticipate
numerous celebrations

throughout the country in
the wake of Escobar's death--

an event that they hope...

Son of a b*tch.

Era of violence
and horror in Colombia.

PABLO ESCOBAR HAS DIED

Leave it on.

Leave it.

I don't want
to see him like this.

It's humiliating.

Pay attention 'cause this
is what we're facing

from now on.

Mama, don't cry.

You're not helping me like this.

In Medellín,
they're saying the Escobars

have lost all support,

that they're gonna k*ll all
of you.

Please come home!

But I'm a part
of this family now.

Andrea,
you're too young

to throw your life away.

Mama, I really have to go.

Please,
think about it.

You're only going to suffer.

Juan Pablo.

Sorry about what happened.

You said you wanted
him alive, didn't you?

Yes, well,
from what I understand,

it turned into a shootout.

The rest was unfortunately
unavoidable.

But the Attorney General's
office is still prepared--

Gotta stop you right there.

I really don't wanna hear
anything you have to say.

I couldn't give a sh*t.

If my father's dead,
it's because we listened to you.

We fell into your trap.

You used us.
You're a g*dd*mn liar.

Starting right now,

no one tells us what we can
or can't do.

From now on,
we'll make our own decisions,

and we'll see
if that includes talking

to the government.

Hello?
Juan Pablo,

you're live and on air
for Central News.

We're not interested
in making a statement.

But I will say,

I'll find out who it was
that m*rder*d my father

and I'll k*ll the m*therf*ckers.

My father's dead,
but I'm still around.

Still here.

That was the day all

of Colombia heard my voice.

I was impulsive and made
the biggest mistake of my life.

I threatened my father's enemies
and the whole country

without any thought over what
the consequences might be.

It's a serious crossroads,

but let me tell you something, guys.

God's given us a chance.

A golden opportunity
to serve our patron.

RODRIGO LARA BONILLA,

AN EXAMPLE OF DIGNITY
AND THE STRUGGLE AGAINST CORRUPTION

Just look at what's around you.

This is paradise.

I mean, if it wasn't for him,
we'd all be in hell right now.

God has manifested
Himself in Pablo Escobar.

Pablo is Jesus Christ,
our savior. Amen.

Amen.

Man, that was
a nice speech and all,

but what car am I in?

The one I'm not in.

The luck you have with cars,

you're gonna get someone k*lled.

You p*ssy a*s b*tch.

Hey, who you callin' a b*tch, huh?

The f*ck do you think
you're talking to?

Quit f*ck' around
and get serious, okay?

Or what?

Don't you get that once
we do this job,

we've crossed a line
there's no coming back from?

They're gonna throw
everything they got at us.

Our lives will never be
the same.

Look who's here!
Juampi. Yo, Juampi's here.

Pinball!
Juampi!

- What's up?
- Pinball.

Oh, hey, buddy,
I don't know.

We're right in the middle
of something.

Now might not be
the best time, you know?

Hey, hey, boy,
take him back to the house.

Come on, now.
Go on. Let's go.

Sometimes you guys
are so boring.

Oh, wait.
I need to go to the bathroom.

You think I'm an idiot?

Huh?

You think I'm stupid?

You really want me to tell you?

- Yeah, yeah.
- I do.

Don't humiliate me
in front of the others.

How dumb
do you think I am?

Stupid son of a b*tch!

m*therf*cker!

Oh, f*ck you!

Hit me like a man!

Rodri?

When you promised
you wouldn't tell anyone

what you saw last night,
did you mean it?

You won't snitch on me,
will you?

Don't worry.
You can trust me.

Your secret will stay a secret.

But you lied
to everyone earlier.

I know you missed
that target on purpose.

Little man...

There's certain times in life
when you gotta play the fool

to get what you want,
if you know what I mean.

Son of a b*tch!

Good heavens.
What's this?

He's already up
and he's even made his bed.

- It's a miracle.
- Uh...

I just wanted
to try something new.

'Cause Tina says...

"You always know where you sleep
but not where you wake up."

You know I don't like you going
around repeating what they say.

What is it?

Nothing, Ma.

"I AM A DANGEROUS MINISTER
FOR THOSE WHO ARE OUTSIDE THE LAW"

The courts require
the offender...

Pablo.

I don't want our son

to have any contact
with weapons.

And he's been spending too much
time with the nannies.

Again with this sh*t?

Those guys are here
to watch over both of you.

They forget
he's just a child.

They treat him like he's
a grown man.

I don't want him growing up
so fast.

My sister invited him
to a birthday party,

and I want him to go.

And tomorrow you're going back
to school, mi amor.

No more cutting classes.

But why, Mama?

I learn more stuff here

and I have more friends here
than at school.

See,
that's the problem.

Juampi needs friends
his own age.

The police stormed
one of these buildings recently

in which they were able
to seize thousands...

Mijo.

You know your mother's right.

You have
to make sacrifices and study.

But I think it's better
if we all stay here

at the hacienda this week.

It's much safer given
the way things are.

What do you mean, Pablo?

Well then do something.

Because we can't
just stay here.

Dammit, Victoria,
would you get off my a*s?

Don't talk like that to my mama!

My mother tried again
and again to get me

to spend time with other kids--

to drag me back
to a normal life,

but the fruit never falls far
from the tree.

Hey, my friend!
I see you in there!

Come out
and play with us!

That gringo
b*stard really f*cked me up.

Is that why your a*s sore?

It's not still sore, is it?

No, it's not just my a*s
that hurts.

It's all over.
It's my knees, both my calves.

Both what?

Both these.

That boy don't even have any.

Don't let him bust yours.

Ah, like you've got anything
going on down there.

Who gave you the right to judge?

- That thing's so tiny--
- Stand back and get ready

- for it, p*ssy.
- Go on. We're waiting.

Whatever you think you've got,
mine's twice as big.

Good afternoon, señora.

Eh?

Hi there.

Hello!

The truth
about love stories

is that they rarely start
the way you'd imagine.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Juan Pablo Escobar Henao.

Oh, yes.
I know who you are.

I'm Andrea. I'm a friend
of your aunt Louisa.

I didn't know it
at the time,

but that kid Andrea would end up
being the woman

I'd spend the rest
of my life with.

Oh, no. It broke.

I think he goes
to my school.

Oh, yeah.
That's Marcela's cousin.

But he's not here because
his papa's gone missing,

and nobody knows where he went.

It's the guy in the photograph!

Wanna come play
with us?

Bye, then!

Hey, what's wrong?

You look like you've seen
the devil.

We're leaving now.

What do you mean, leaving?

Buddy, we can't just up and go.

Your mom would k*ll us
if we brought you home so soon.

Well, we could go somewhere else
that's more fun.

Oh, come on.
Just play on the swing.

Have a drink.

Push that clown in

the pool or something.
We're not--

I said we're leaving now!

You heard him, Dorado.

You gonna party
with these little kids?

You have to listen
to the patron.

Taking a child
to a night club was probably

a horrible decision,

but my nannies
didn't know any better.

I was only seven years old.

I wasn't aware of the dangers I
was being exposed to.

Up until then,

ignorance had been my way

of coping with fear,

but now that I'd seen
the face of death,

I was no longer innocent,

and if I wanted to learn how
to deal with ghosts,

I had to grow up fast.

Patronsito!

Wake up, boy, and take a look
at what I found for you, huh?

I found you a friend.

A very, very pretty,
beautiful one.

Looks like
the girl next door.

Take a peek.

She's so beautiful,
she almost looks dead.

Oh, come on.

Why'd you have to go
and screw everything up?

That's no way to treat a lady.
Baby, I'm sorry.

No, no, no.
Take it easy.

Come on. Dance for the kid.

Make this a night that he--

okay, well,
I'm not gonna beg you.

I could dance for you.
Is that what you want?

Hey, same to you.
Hey, what are you doing?

Get out of my way.
I'm back to the party, man.

You clumsy--
look what you did to my shirt.

You as*h*le!

g*dd*mn!
What the f*ck's going on?

Come on, m*therf*ckers!

- Oh, come here! Come here!
- Stop it!

Stop it!
I said stop it!

- Come on!
- Stay calm. Stay calm!

- Get in!
- Okay, Juampi.

- It's okay.
- We're goin' right now.

We have
to get outta here!

What are you,
f*cking crazy?

- We're all good?
- f*ck, what's wrong with you?

f*ck' idiots.

Tell me why I shouldn't
k*ll you right now.

At least we made sure Juampi
got home safe and sound, patron.

Yeah, we're--
we're sorry, patron,

but if you'd been there
you'd see we were all bein' cool

and chillin' and Juampi
was having a good time

and--and the son of a b*tch
just came up and pushed me,

and I wasn't gonna take that.

He was a punk who was jealous

and wanted to screw us over.

You failed me

and especially Doña Victoria.

You realize
the danger you put us in

by pulling this sh*t?

I'm sorry, patron.
I know I made a huge...

- Yes, sir.
- I'm not done.

One. You got one last chance
to prove yourselves.

And give thanks to God 'cause
if it was up to me,

I'd k*ll all of you.

You, you're going into hiding.

As for the rest of us,

we got a lot of work
to do trying

to clean this sh*t up.

Whatever you say, patron.

Whatever you say.

Here, son.

This comes with a lot
of responsibility.

From now on, you're in charge
of looking after Juan Pablo.

Can I trust you with that,
my son?

It's an honor, patron.

I get it. I do.

I wish I could promise
that nothing bad

would ever happen to you, but...

I can't.

Things have gotten ugly.

You're making
the right decision.

What your mother said is true.

We have no right
to bring you down with us.

We're all going
to wind up dead anyway.

You don't know that for sure,
Juan Pablo.

You have an opportunity here
to make different choices.

Do you really plan
to keep fighting

a w*r you don't even believe in?

I understand that
you adore your papa.

But that doesn't mean that you have
to become him.

But everyone already thinks I'm a coward.

Everyone?

You mean those K*llers?

It's not only them.

You know I don't want this.

I don't wanna have
to pack my bags and disappear.

But if I stay, Juan Pablo,

you're gonna have to promise me
that you'll do everything

you possibly can to put an end
to this madness.

This is the moment we choose what sort
of life we want for ourselves.

Which life will it be?

Right now we are on
the line with the son

of Pablo Escobar.

Juan Pablo, go ahead.

I'd like to address
what I said earlier today...

And formally retract
that statement.

I--I wanna make it clear
I have absolutely no--

no intention at all
of seeking revenge

or continuing a w*r
that only hurts everyone.

I misspoke when
you called earlier today.

But I was...

I was a son grieving
the loss of his father.

As would anyone.

I know what you're thinking.

I can't get him out
of my head, either.

He's always following me.

The ghost whose body is on fire.

Did you ask him what he wants?

What do you mean?

Let me tell you something.

You're dealing with
a tormented spirit.

So make sure to be polite.

You don't have
to be scared of him, okay?

Just see what he wants.

Sometimes talking's all
it takes.

As we approach
the end of a tumultuous year

of violence in the nation,
one typified by costly...

And who are you?

I'm officer Venegas.

I'm in charge of
the team responsible

for getting you to Medellín
for your father's funeral.

Why isn't the DA here?

The DA's
office assigned the job to us.

Shall we go?

Just give us a minute.

Neighborhoods
in Columbia have

garnered him the support
of many,

thousands of whom
have gathered here today...

Ma, you sure about this?

Don't forget, Papa made us swear
that no matter what happened,

we wouldn't go there.

That it's suicide if we ever do.

I'm unable to keep that promise
I made to your papa.

I have to go.

I need to see him to know
that Pablo's really dead.

Juan Pablo!

- Just a few words!
- Please Juan Pablo.

- Please!
- Any comments?

Please just take
a few seconds.

A few seconds
to answer some questions.

Juan Pablo!
Give us a statement!

More than 20,000
people gathered today to attend

the burial
of Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria

in the city of Medellín.

It started out
as an enraged mob...

My father's funeral
was a big event.

In spite of everything,
he'd been loved by many people.

HE GAVE US WORK, HE GAVE US FOOD,
HE GAVE US HOPE

PABLO IS AND ALWAYS WILL BE
A HERO TO US

People who didn't hesitate
to be there for him,

even in the very end.

But we knew there was
a possibility that his enemies

were hiding among the crowd,

watching and waiting
for the right moment

to carry out their
death threats.

Don't get out yet.

We need to make sure to secure

the surrounding area
before you exit.

- Let me talk to my mother.
- Just wait here.

We're gonna miss you,
you son of a b*tch.

Here, have one for your dad.

Dammit, it won't be
the same without you, Juampi.

I just don't understand.
Why'd he call me?

He shouldn't have called.

He knew he shouldn't
have called.

I tried to hang up on him but--

Juan Pablo, I need you to listen.

We don't have a lot of time.

What you gotta understand
is that right now things

are very dicey for all of us
who were close to your father.

We've got the law all up in our sh*t,
but even worse than that,

those g*dd*mn Pepe m*therf*ckers

are keeping a contract open
on you, your mom,

- and everyone else.
- It'd be better if they

- just m*rder*d us all.
- Listen to me, boy!

Don't even think
of going soft on me!

Not now!

Stay strong,
you son of a b*tch,

like your father would.

Every w*r has a winner,

and the winner of this one,
the boss of bosses,

whether we like it or not...

...is Don Gilberto.

So what you have to do
is fix things

and make peace with
the Cali Cartel.

Wait, are you working
for them?

You should know my loyalty
will always be to the patron.

And you know I love you,
you son of a b*tch.

I don't wanna
see you get k*lled.

Yo, come on, let's go!

Yeah, come on!
It's gettin' late!

Let's go!
Hurry up!

Squeeze in the back.

We're good,
we're good. We're good.

Please forgive me.

I didn't want that
to happen to you. I didn't.

Forgive me.
Forgive me.

I swear, whatever you want,
I'll do it.

Minister Rodrigo
Lara Bonilla

was gunned down
in his car today by

a two-person hit squat on
a motorcycle,

the sh**ter being a passenger on
that motorcycle.

The incident
has provoked the anger

of the Colombian government
like no other before.

MINISTER LARA BONILLA
k*lled BY HITMEN

Colombian authorities
have very little doubt

of who the mastermind

is behind the attack,

and immediately after
the incident,

objections to
the extradition treaty vanished.

Mama?

Bonilla's death
was the turning point

for his family, for ours,
and for the future of Colombia.

My father had chosen
a dangerous path.

One that would lead us all
to destruction.

WE RECOGNIZE THE PROFOUND
SUFFERING OF ALL VICTIMS

OF THE ATROCITIES CARRIED OUT BY
THOSE ENGAGED IN THE DRUG TRADE.

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