01x04 - Episode 4

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EVENTS AND CHARACTERS ARE FICTIONAL.

ANY LIKENESS TO REALITY

IS MERE COINCIDENCE.

Sixteen, no more no less, baby.

Look at that.

I got you two of the same weight.

Dope, baby. This is fire! Fire, fire!

Fire!

Imagine if we actually ace this run, baby.

What that would mean.

-When is my brother coming?

-At six.

Mommy.

Jesus, go put her to bed.

All right, honey.

It's time for you to go to bed.

It's really late. We can play for a bit,

then you go to bed.

Let's see what you did.

Oh!

Yo, we said six.

I still gotta work on it a bit.

No, change of plans, brother.

Hurry up.

Put that sh*t in here.

We agreed you would come alone.

The f*ck's going on, man?

Shut your mouth and put it in there.

Put it in there. Come on. Come on.

Sorry, bro.

Don't know who you messing with.

-We're not the bosses.

-Put it in there. f*cking do it.

Come on. Come on.

-I'm telling you. This is--

-Shut up and do as you're told!

-Move it!

-You stay right here, okay? Don't move.

Damn it.

Go to hell, as*h*le.

Stay there, my love.

I'll come back for you.

Wait. Stay there! Just stay there!

Eyes shut. You hear me?

Eyes shut! Don't open them, my love.

Eyes closed, my love.

Don't open your eyes, okay?

Don't open your eyes.

IN THE MUD

Because of that one b*tch,

we almost all died.

It's a miracle we survived.

No, it wasn't a miracle. It was you.

If it weren't for you, we'd all be toast.

So if there's anyone I owe anything to,

it's just you.

No one else.

Listen, this wasn't my idea.

The order comes straight from María.

Whether we want to or not,

we have to do something.

She wants an answer.

We need to know more, but we also need

to keep everything under wraps.

Because The Galician

is guarded and monitored.

-There's no way to access her.

-Hey.

Having a plan is not important right now.

What matters is if you're in.

Well, I've never k*lled anyone.

Can't help you there.

You're in here

because you k*lled your boyfriend.

-Keep it down.

-What the hell do you know about my life?

Olga, honey, you're in here

because you offed one of your patients.

The idiot never said

she had high blood pressure.

If the dumbass didn't tell her,

that's not her problem.

-Obviously!

-Obviously.

-Us, together--

-Delorsi.

Delorsi.

C'mon, it's time.

-Off to the courthouse.

-Oh, good luck.

God bless you, darling.

I'll be lighting a candle.

They're gonna f*ck.

Oh, you're so bad.

Dumb b*tches.

-Those girls scare me.

-f*cking losers.

Go away.

-You two, f*ck off.

-Let's chat, Borges.

-Let's go.

-Get lost.

-You guys are sweet.

-Gladys, be careful.

What's wrong, Borges?

What's with the face?

Thanks to me, you became the hero

in the legend of the river.

At some point,

you'll realize that

I'm just being painted as the villain

'cause the story's being told wrong.

The only story I know about you

wasn't just told to me.

I lived it. Hmm?

It's done, man. Come on, Borges.

What sank to the bottom of the river

stays there.

Whoever doesn't contribute

doesn't get help.

They're very green. They're here, sure,

but they're scared outta their minds.

Be an example.

I have always had a problem

with b*tches who won't obey.

What's the matter, Gladys?

You were Borges's wife, no?

You about to say you're afraid too?

You almost drowned because of that girl.

I know that girl's a piece of sh*t.

If we don't take care of her,

in months, she'll take your place.

But I can't be the one to do it.

There are people protecting her,

and we're being watched.

So calm the f*ck down.

Give me time

to think about how to do this.

Afternoon.

They said you asked for me?

Yes, yes. I wanted to speak to you.

Rosetta, leave us, please.

Everything happens for a reason.

Take these bags with you.

They're gifts for you

sent by Eugenia Faccia,

the governor's wife, yeah.

-It's for Brisa.

-God, really?

Mm-hmm.

These are for us? But why?

I don't know what you did,

but she was really moved

by her visit here.

Thank God. You have no idea.

My girl didn't have any clothes.

They took everything at the airport.

This is beautiful!

Look at that! Oh!

-Tell her, "Thank you so, so much."

-Darling, listen to me.

The governor's wife

and the governor noticing you

is like hitting the jackpot.

Give me all of your strength

to carry this child inside of me.

Give me all your strength to carry

this child inside of me and to avenge you.

Give me all your strength to carry

this child inside of me and to avenge you.

Give me all of your strength.

It's in your best interest

to make friends here.

This isn't much,

but trust me, it's better than gold.

I told you already.

I'm not planning on being here long.

My crew is definitely working

on my escape plan already.

You're the queen of escapes,

but it's an airtight fortress in here.

-Where there's a will, there's a way.

-You're better off with us.

María doesn't f*ck around.

You've got a bullseye on your back

because of her niece.

So how'd you do it?

How'd you stop her from hurting you?

You a bigger b*tch than her?

Bigger b*tch? Sexier b*tch, yeah.

Sexier b*tch, huh?

How many times have you been locked up?

Twice, in Spain.

But I was in and out quickly,

and I left through the door.

And then I met Cuervo.

We fell in love.

Then ran away to Argentina.

And then we became invincible.

Until now.

You and I have a lot in common.

Was your man slaughtered like an animal

before your own eyes too?

No, no.

But I also despise

having to answer to anyone.

Luna Lunati. How are you?

Uncuff her, please.

-How's it going?

-Hello.

-It's a pleasure.

-How are you?

Coca asked me

to accompany you to the hearing.

I'm going to be your lawyer, okay?

I'm working for an organization

that focuses on

preventing abuses of justice

during sentencing.

Particularly against women.

They just gave me your file today.

And don't worry.

You're not going to testify right now.

-Just your mom.

-Oh, I'd like to speak to her.

Hmm. No, I'm sorry. You can't talk.

This is a hearing, not a visit.

A prison visit is okay.

-Mm-hmm. Okay.

-Come with me. Sit next to me.

Water?

Yes, please.

-No needles.

-I'm not using a needle.

-Stay still!

-Careful with the eyes.

Please, honey, I'm a surgeon.

Stop telling me what to do and stay still.

Come on, all you hoes.

Throw your best panties on

'cause we have an international visitor.

So… this is our kiosk.

It doesn't close on holidays or Sundays,

and it doesn't take part in union strikes.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Wow, I gotta hand it to you, Zurda.

Because when there are good t*ts,

there's good money to be made.

Even though it's not my thing.

I think it's disgusting.

We all know that choking on dildos

isn't rocket science, but it's a job.

Because these feed my whole family.

That's how it is for everyone.

And this is Spa Zurda.

Hey, you two.

Don't be sour.

Say hi to a personal friend of mine.

Relax. It's all good.

Listen, what happened

in the river is done.

It's got nothing to do with you.

I had to get out of there.

That's just how it went.

What can we do about it?

Freedom has its price.

Honestly, I think you should be thankful

you're alive to tell the story.

Let me be clear. From now on,

The Galician is a guest in our house.

She has a free pass to do

whatever her heart desires.

Understood?

On April 7th, in the early morning hours,

the accused, Marina Delorsi,

and her partner, Martín Ponce,

were involved in an incident

in the home they shared.

Enough already! I've said no!

-I told you no.

-You f*cked him!

-You f*cked him!

-No! No!

You're a g*dd*mn wh*re. You f*cked him!

Stop calling me a wh*re,

you son of a b*tch!

Moments later, Martín Ponce was dead.

Initially, we believed that this was

an act of domestic violence,

but the details in the report

have led us to the conclusion

that it was

a deliberate homicide, Your Honor.

My daughter has a strong temper.

She's not easily pushed around.

As a teenager,

she was a little rebellious,

which is to be expected.

But I always supported her in everything.

Mrs. Delorsi, um,

we already know

that Marina comes from a good family,

a good home, as you said,

that you were a good mother.

Mm-hmm.

But the question I asked you

has to do with the relationship

your daughter had with Martín.

As far as Martín,

I only met him a few times.

He seemed to be

a very nice man from a good family.

The truth is, I got my hopes up.

I thought, "Finally!"

"Marina's found someone who is going

to give her what she deserves."

You'll pay for what you did!

-I'm gonna f*ck you up!

-Get off!

Did Marina ever imply to you

that she had been abused before by Martín?

She did once tell me

that she'd thought about leaving him.

I advised her to think about it because

opportunities

only come to you once in a lifetime.

No further questions, Your Honor.

That's Martín's brother.

Why's he taking the stand again?

The prosecution requested it.

I only just found out.

Why? Is there a problem?

Darío, you testified at the beginning

of this hearing

and you stated

that you had always maintained

a very close relationship

with your brother, Martín.

-Is that right?

-Yes, sir.

What was Martín's relationship like

with the accused?

Was there arguing? Fighting?

Yes.

And did those fights involve insults

and even physical violence,

as the accused has stated?

Yes, sir.

Is it true

that your brother accused Marina Delorsi

of cheating on him with you?

Yes, sir.

Were you and the accused

ever romantically involved?

We were lovers.

Darío,

did the accused ever express a desire

for your brother to disappear,

so that the two of you could be together?

-Yes.

-Huh? Bullshit!

You liar! You were the one who said that.

-What's wrong with you?

-Silence.

I ask this hearing be suspended

for manipulation of the facts.

By no means have

the facts been manipulated.

This witness has no--

Counsel, you may not debate this

among yourselves.

-I'm ordering the courtroom to be cleared.

-Where was he all this time?

-You're misleading--

-Jesus Christ! Dammit.

That's enough. Clear the courtroom,

and remove the accused.

Enough!

I can't believe this.

You can't believe this?

You f*cking son of a b*tch.

There is absolutely no reason

for him to testify again.

I said stop.

Moranzón was adamant, okay?

f*cking listen.

The entire cooperative is paid for

by our contributions.

Everybody contributes!

Oh please, you're a broken record, babe.

Please. All I'm begging for here

is a bit of balance. Come on.

All of our supplies come from the outside.

Well, Victoria's medications come from us.

Oh, f*ck off.

So tell me. Your new protégé,

who's gonna contribute, you or her?

Orders were given from above.

Cut it out, María, seriously.

And stop sending

your filthy-a*s errand girls,

'cause every time they come,

we've gotta disinfect the block.

Oh man! You really want me

to f*ck your a*s up, don't you,

you pimp-a*s hoe?

f*ck her a*s up! Yeah!

Punch her big mouth!

Hey! Hey!

Everybody calm down, now!

Let's calm down. Okay?

Wonderful! This is just wonderful!

I absolutely love this,

this permanent state of celebration

you're always in.

Your behavior's fantastic!

Just a bunch of ladies being respectful.

Looks like we've received

the court's authorization

for your request to get married.

-We did it.

-Cutie!

To be honest,

if the judge would have asked me first,

I would've said,

"No. You don't deserve it,"

but, well, either way,

I accepted,

and we'll keep the gathering… small, okay?

That's for sure.

No family.

-f*ck this b*tch.

-It's okay, baby.

We'll get married anyway.

We're getting married, baby.

We're done here. Girls, come on.

Hey! Who's getting hitched, huh?!

I'm gonna f*ck them up one day.

Life's a f*cking cakewalk

for men, isn't it?

He was chasing me the whole relationship.

He knew Martín f*cking hit me.

That he hit me a lot.

He goes and says that

and makes me look like an as*h*le.

So it's all my fault? What about him?

-We can take you to the medical ward.

-Medical ward?

What are they gonna do?

How's that helpful?

How are they gonna stop me from

being locked up my whole f*cking life?

I didn't do it!

This is just how the system works.

Everyone plays their own game.

I'm not saying it's easy.

You can't do anything about it.

No, it's f*cked. It's f*cked up,

and it's not fair either.

I'm locked up for something I didn't do.

-No. Stop. Relax.

-I said I didn't do it 700 times!

-I didn't!

-It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

What the f*ck are we doing here?

-What's going on?

-Just walk. Stop asking so many questions.

Why does my whole body itch?

Are there fleas or bedbugs, lice in here?

-Well…

-Do inmates here not scrub their pussies?

Don't they shave their bushes?

-How you doing?

-How are you?

Good.

You've got ten minutes, okay?

Why aren't you picking up my calls

if you received the phone I sent you?

Because you and I

have nothing to talk about.

-Okay? Here you go.

-Now listen to me.

No, you listen. I'm not a rat.

I wasn't born a rat, and I'm certainly not

becoming a rat for a snake like you. Okay?

Don't gimme that high and mighty sh*t.

"Oh, I'm not a rat. I have morals."

Shove that up your as*h*le.

I will only say this once.

Back the f*ck off my grandson.

-Got it?

-Fine. Let me cut to the chase.

I need you

to get me information on Moranzón.

I don't understand.

So Moranzón is celebrating

because Vilches was caught.

She's on a honeymoon with Governor Faccia.

-Mm-hmm.

-Why?

Because the governor wants Moranzón

to be his next public safety commissioner.

But the thing is, I also want to be

the next public safety commissioner.

Gladys, you're young.

You're good-looking. You have nice eyes.

Do you wanna get out of prison in 30 years

when you're an old wh*re

nobody wants to f*ck?

Or do you wanna get out

in a few days, in a few weeks,

while you're still in your prime?

Don't waste your looks, Gladys, seriously.

You're still f*ck

as far as I am concerned.

You're a dirty piece of sh*t,

you know that?

Proud to be a dirty piece of sh*t.

Hmm.

If you want my help,

on top of what you're offering,

there's something else I want.

Be nice to her.

Her hearing did not go well at all.

First time since you got here?

Yeah.

I was also hoping, years ago,

to go to court to be pardoned

and never come back.

You'll get used to it.

Every time. They always find a way

to screw us over.

That's how justice is, slow.

The slower it is, the more cash

for the lawyers, for the judges.

Here's what you earned from showing

your p*ssy on camera to those creeps.

Pay your lawyer. Send some to your family.

Maybe it'll give you

some piece of mind. Hmm?

Okay, thanks.

We'll look after you, right?

Of course.

That way, you can leave

that central block pigsty. Hmm?

And stay on this side.

Hey. Look who's back.

China, you're back.

You thought you had finally got rid of me.

Don't be stupid.

Damn, China. They really burned you.

You freaked out?

No, you always freaked us out.

But I'm not happy

about what happened to you.

You know, you were always

super mean to us,

but if we have to stick up for you,

we will.

Don't play Miss Goody Two-shoes.

I know you're loving all this.

Damn, listen to this one.

You haven't changed one bit, have you?

You think 'cause you're f*cked up,

we are too?

You're a jealous b*tch.

You don't fool me, m*therf*cker!

-Get off me, b*tch!

-You m*therf*cker!

-You don't scare me! I'll f*ck you up!

-For f*ck's sake!

And what's your problem, huh?

And my bed?

Such a sl*t.

There's your stuff,

and there's room in the back.

Well, look at

all these jealous b*tches, yeah?

What's the matter,

you're all backstabbers now?

And where's Zurda?

What's up, Zurda? Show your face!

Come out, b*tch!

Am I not good enough anymore?

When I was number one,

you all sucked my d*ck all day,

so what's wrong now?

Chinita, what did they do to you?

Those m*therf*ckers.

How're you feeling?

-All I want is for you to be okay.

-Mm-hmm.

This why I lost my bed, huh?

And what the hell is she doing here?

You and I had a deal, Zurda.

No, I gave you an opportunity,

and it was a win-win for both of us.

-Either way, you have a bed here.

-Yes, we have a space reserved for you.

Nobody f*cking asked you.

You're making me a maid.

I'm fine to keep working.

My clients support me.

I can keep doing things

without showing my face.

What they did to you was dirty,

and we'll get payback,

but this is a business.

That's just how it works.

We need to earn cash.

If you wanna stay, stay.

If not, go be free

and risk running into María's crew. Hmm?

Your choice.

You's a free woman.

What are you looking at?

-Get to work. Shut your mouth, dumbass.

-How nice.

This is so fun, isn't it?

Brisa's already going nuts

over this thing.

How'd you know what to name your daughter?

Oh, her grandmother's name was Brisa.

Have you picked a name yet?

-Do you have one you like?

-Nah.

You're being real nosy.

Yeah, I'm talking to you.

Why don't you put your energy

into teaching Brisa that,

in here,

all toys belong to all the little brats?

It looks bad enough already

that she's the only one

receiving these lavish gifts, no?

Don't worry.

My daughter knows how to share.

Besides, she's just a kid.

She's still adapting.

Yeah, but let me tell you something.

Here at La Quebrada,

there isn't much… time for adaptation.

So if you don't want any problems here,

just remember that nothing is anyone's.

Everything's everyone's.

No one wears a crown.

-Sure thing.

-Hmm.

And you, stupid girl,

quit filling your little head

with dumb ideas, okay? Hmm?

Don't let her sway you.

Decide for yourself.

All right?

Come on, girl. Get in the mood!

I'm gonna be nice

and do something special.

Get you excited.

Fantasy.

When did we get these?

I'm 100% wearing them.

-No, you cannot.

-No, I wanna wear them.

Magic. Now get to work.

Afternoon. I got you the little brushes.

Grab that d*ck over there.

Play with it.

Next time,

you buy a whole box, yeah? Okay?

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

-Happy birthday--

-Happy birthday, Ma.

-Thank you. Let me see. Oh!

-This is from the kids.

Thanks so much, my love!

Happy birthday, Lidia!

Thank you.

How about we light these candles

so we can get out of Cecilia's way?

Oh please, I'm so happy to have you all.

-Thank you.

-Can you believe I forgot your present?

You gave me the greatest present

the day you brought Alan.

Like that, yeah, that's perfect.

Oh.

-Ready?

-Yes.

How lovely.

-Okay, three wishes. Go.

-Okay.

Come on, three wishes.

All right, let's go.

Gladys, my dear.

Remember that favor you asked for?

The package is arriving for The Galician.

There. C'mon. Line up.

Along the white line.

Distance.

I'm sending a picture

so you know who she is.

Hey, Cecilia, I'm sorry.

I was in a meeting with the campaign.

You are leading all of the polls!

Aw.

Thank you. Come sit, please.

I'm gonna tell you a joke.

-Yes?

-There's two guys.

-One eats two chickens.

-Mm-hmm.

And the other eats no chicken at all.

Do you know what the statistics say?

-Uh-huh?

-That each one of them ate one chicken.

-Oh, bullshit!

-Bullshit!

I know, but it makes sense.

Who can you trust these days?

Trust the people

and really not much else.

Anyway, I really appreciate

you coming here because, you know,

I trust you completely.

-You're very kind.

-Yeah.

In fact, I'm sure you'll be

my amazing public safety commissioner.

-Oh! Wow, please!

-Yeah, yeah.

But that's not why I asked you to come.

It's something more… personal.

Right.

-This is my wife, Eugenia.

-Yes.

Full of life. Just one year ago.

But for the past few weeks,

she can't even get up and out of bed.

She sleeps all day. She won't eat.

She only leaves the house

to go to doctor's appointments.

It's obvious that she's very depressed.

What a shame.

My goodness, he's a young woman.

Yes.

But…

The day after our visit to La Quebrada…

she programmed her alarm to wake up early.

She got up.

She got dressed. She had breakfast.

She got in the car and went out

to buy all the gifts

that we sent to that little girl, Brisa.

That makes me so happy. That's wonderful.

There's something I'd like to…

ask of you.

Yes?

-No, I know.

-His name is INRI.

Yeah, but no.

INRI? What is that?

INRI?

His name's not INRI.

His name is Jesus.

Jesus is his name.

Hey! Girls, girls, girls!

She's back! Look! China!

You, move.

Hi, China, how's it going, girl?

What, we don't say hi anymore?

I told you to move.

-Argh! m*therf*cker!

-Stop!

-China! Stop!

-Oh, here comes drama.

-Damn. Lechu is getting her a*s beat.

-Stay out of this, b*tch! I said back off!

-f*ck you!

-c**t!

Look in the mirror, skank.

Your face looks like a f*cking hemorrhoid!

-Ugly piece of sh*t!

-Don't come for me.

f*ck you! f*cking b*tch. That hurt.

-Piquito, go and say hi to China.

-Poor Lechu.

She must have brought you

a little gift from outside.

-You think?

-Yeah, a little surprise, maybe.

You meanie!

-What's up, China? How are you?

-She's gonna kick her a*s now.

I was told you brought me a gift.

A little gift, Piquito?

You want a little gift?

-Hey. What's wrong with you?

-She's lost it.

Is your brain okay up there?

-I'm gonna burn that stupid bunny!

-I'll go make the videos you can't!

Dumbass. The f*ck are you staring at?

-Wanna get your a*s beat, huh? Huh?

-Oh sh*t.

Get your gift?

-I'll give you a gift, honey.

-It's okay, Piqui.

-Hey, Marina, hi. I wanna talk to you.

-Piqui!

Hey, I wanted to say thanks

for getting a lawyer.

Right. Look, I'm no one to judge you,

but if you ask for help, don't lie.

-You have to be honest.

-Huh?

You were f*cking your boyfriend's brother,

the one you were accused of murdering.

That's no small detail.

It's not like that.

If someone's defending you,

you tell them everything. Okay?

Relax. Don't let it get to you.

Okay? We're your friends.

Besides, you know what lawyers are like.

They tell you one thing,

and then they tell you the next thing

they're gonna tell you, and then

they tell you what they're telling you.

You want some?

No.

You seem well.

You know, I… I wanted to tell you that…

um… well, they spoke wonders

about Brisa, you know?

That she's so bright and aware.

And… and that… well, that…

I dunno, that, perhaps,

in here, or rather, in a place like this,

she's not able to properly develop.

There isn't enough stimulation.

-Did someone have an issue with her?

-No!

-I'm so sorry. Oh my God.

-No. Quite the contrary.

I mean, they love her.

As a matter of fact, the governor's wife,

uh, told me last time that, well, she's…

a very, very beautiful girl,

and that, well, it made her sad

to see her grow up in a… in a place that…

Well, I mean, you know what I mean, right?

A place where you hear

awful noises and screaming,

where I even get distressed.

Imagine what Brisa goes through, right?

Being here and all.

And so she even offered bringing her out,

uh, for a…

a walk in the park or something.

Wait. What do you mean?

Um, yes.

Well, hanging out, watch a movie, or…

Is that even allowed?

Yeah, yeah, it's possible.

Uh, but, of course, there'd be a sort of

legal arrangement where you agree to that.

I don't know, I'd go so far as to say

that she'd offer to be a kind of…

a sort of… godmother,

more or less, you know?

If you accept, she'd come

to pick her up, take her out.

She'd even receive a better education.

To be honest, I think it's a…

it's a very…

difficult offer to refuse.

Why don't you make some tea?

Elba.

Get Yael for me.

Do I look like a doorman or something?

No, she's not here.

What the f*ck are you doing here, witch?

Shoo. Get lost. Get out.

I was sent to get Noelia.

Fine, wait here.

Don't let her in, no matter what.

They're calling for you.

Go.

I don't know.

-Hello. Let's go, dear.

-Where's she going?

I don't know.

They don't tell me. Who knows?

Where've you been?

I waited forever in the courtyard.

Oh, no, I was just with the director.

She wanted to talk to me.

She, uh, she made me a strange offer.

She said the governor's wife

wants to be Brisa's godmother.

Yeah? Don't share this with anyone, okay?

Favoritism makes

everyone round here jealous.

Both of you need to listen

to me carefully.

Always stay on guard

for the kiddy fiddler.

-What kiddy fiddler?

-Who?

The creepy nun.

She's a perv. You didn't know?

-That little old lady?

-Yeah, the little one.

She completed her sentence,

but since the old bat has nowhere to go,

she begged Moranzón

to let her stay as her assistant.

But you gotta watch her

like a f*cking hawk.

The chapel is closed now.

Go away and pray elsewhere.

Prayer won't get me anywhere.

I'm looking for Noelia.

She's not here.

That's odd,

'cause I saw you together a second ago.

You're not f*cking with the pregnant girl,

are you?

Hmm?

Don't act all innocent with me,

because I know perfectly well

why you're here.

You disgusting old b*tch.

The worst kind of scum.

Strange that the whole prison knows,

but somehow you're still alive.

Hmm?

If you've come to hurt me,

then you're too late.

I've paid.

Why so mysterious?

Where did you take Noelia?

If I tell everyone that you messed with

the pregnant lady and her baby,

they'll feed you to the worms.

I have nothing to do with that sh*t.

It's Moranzón who takes her out.

Fat b*tch.

Well, well, well. That was quick.

I got something that might interest you.

Talk to me, Gladys.

The spouses are obliged to care for

and attend to their ascendants

and descendants,

as well as any other persons

dependent of their care.

Both parties must give their consent.

India, do you take Yaniela as your spouse?

Yes. I, India, uh,

take Yaniela as my spouse

and promise to be faithful,

in, uh, sickness and, like, health.

Yaniela, do you take India as your spouse?

Do you promise to be faithful

and take care of her

for richer or for poorer?

Yeah, obviously! Get over here.

I'm gonna eat your face off.

No, babe!

Baby!

Bravo!

We're married today!

Look at how she smiles at her,

how the b*tch seduces her.

Do you know what you have to do

to make your hair grow back, my friend?

Every morning,

rub your head with monkey semen.

No, it's not a joke.

You can't just buy it at the pharmacy.

You have to go to a vet.

You buy a little monkey. You take it home.

Give it a nice hand job, then you rub

the jizz all over your big head.

You'll see. In a month,

you'll have a whole forest growing there.

Oh my God.

Every night when I lay in bed,

the baby kicks, you know?

Of course he does,

because… he's inside of you.

But

when he arrives…

and you're unable to feed him…

…and he cries because…

because… because he wants food…

and you won't be able to give him

a home or an education either.

You'll have to raise him in prison.

And when he arrives, of course,

no one will respect him.

So, of course, he'll leave a criminal

and end up in prison

again.

Is that what you want for your baby?

To live and die… in prison, Noelia?

Do you know what?

When Gladys called and tipped us off that…

that Moranzón was bringing

some women out of jail,

I thought, well, she either takes them out

to steal a bunch of sh*t or to be wh*res.

But for her to fall in love

with a prisoner

and take her out

for a f*cking romantic dinner? I mean…

But where do you think they go after?

To go grab some ice cream

or go straight home to scissor?

Oh, straight to scissoring, of course.

A couple of cheap whiskey shots,

a quick line of coke,

and she munches on her cl*t till morning.

Talking about all this sh*t

makes me really wanna f*ck.

Wanna go to the whorehouse?

Get some beautiful

and quality p*ssy to f*ck?

Hell yeah.

Thank you for being here, m*therf*ckers!

-Let's slice this cake.

-Get your cake!

-Yeah!

-No!

-Go on. Do it! Do it! Do it!

-Wait!

-You gotta grab my hand. Here.

-I'll grab yours.

Cake! Cake! Cake! Cake!

-Yeah!

-Oh yeah!

-Look at how good that cake looks.

-Here, have some cake.

Go on. g*dd*mn you! Here.

Eat something, honey.

Their family sent food.

That's a feast compared to the sh*t

we eat here every day.

There's stuff with vegetables, no flour.

-Just how you like it.

-I'm fine.

Come on. Lighten up, man.

-This is a special evening.

-A special evening?

That a joke? It's the f*cking worst.

Like every other f*cking day.

Girl, cut the sh*t.

It's tough out there and in here.

Don't you dig your own grave.

Eating sh*t is never good,

but if the sh*t outside is bad,

the one inside is poison.

Look, Gladys, if you wanna play mom,

find someone else. Stop busting my ba*ls.

You're a little bit confused, aren't you?

This isn't how things work.

You don't get to take what's mine.

Yeah, okay. f*ck off.

Your clients are mine.

That cash that you're earning is mine,

so you're gonna have to give me a cut.

Go talk to Zurda.

You're beef's with her, not me.

I'll make your face look worse than mine.

-Who are you pushing, b*tch?

-Stop it!

-Watch yourself!

-Push me!

-Push me again, you piece of sh*t snob!

-What's wrong with you?

-Come here.

-What's wrong?

What's wrong, huh? What's wrong?

-Can't handle me? f*cking c**t!

-Take her away.

Are you hurt?

No.

About yesterday,

I'm sorry.

I was… I was a little bit anxious.

It was… nothing. I had a bad day.

I didn't mean to just…

No, it's okay.

You don't have to say anything.

Thank you.

Jeez. "Thank you." "You're welcome."

[inaudible

-Hey, hey.

-Hey!

What are you doing, man?

We forgot to throw you

a bachelorette party.

-Get off. What're you doing?

-You're gonna miss out on all of this?

-Fire!

-Fire!

Help! There's a fire! Help! Fire!

Fire! There's a fire! There's a fire!

Get back! Get back!

Fire! Fire! Where's the extinguisher?

Stay there. Go! Go! Go! Go!

Get down! What are you doing?

On the floor, I said! Calm the f*ck down!

Go! Put it out!

Put it out! Put it out! Put it out!

I don't know. No, I don't know.

I was laying down. I didn't feel well.

-You never know anything, you dumbass.

-I'm sorry. I don't know.

-How did you not see anything?

-Don't be disrespectful. I never am.

No, you're not disrespectful,

but you almost set us all on fire.

I'm not an idiot!

Son of a b*tch, where the f*ck are you?

God f*cking dammit.

Get out!

-What the f*ck? The f*ck's her problem!

-Enough!

It's done. It's over.

Fine! Let's go!

Babe! I love you! I love you!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey, you. Hey.

-Where's Marina?

-Your friend?

The twins took her somewhere.

They moved her to Zurda's block, I think.

-Your bed.

-It's all yours.

High-end mattress.

Good stuff. So you can rest.

Little pillow, light, easy toilet access.

Enjoy it.

The f*ck are you, Galician b*tch?

Where the f*ck did you go?

Heard some stupid d*ke was looking for me?

-I'll f*ck you up.

-Let's go.