02x08 - Episode 8

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THE EVENTS AND/OR CHARACTERS
IN THIS SERIES ARE FICTIONAL,

ANY LIKENESS TO REALITY
IS PURE COINCIDENCE.

THE NIGHT BEFORE

What are you doing?

Where am I?

Okay, so you're gonna walk straight

until I tell you to stop,

that clear?

Goddammit. Don't k*ll me.

All set, sir.

He's taken care of.

Amazing, my man, well done.

Make sure his old man hears
about it right away.

Okay sir.

-Yes. Hello.
-Boss,

we've got some bad news.

IN THE MUD

The ones who act loud and tough,

who come in screaming and smashing stuff,

acting like big shots,

don't last long.

You're gonna die, you f*cking b*tch.

It's all about patience.

Making every move count.

Waiting for the right moment to strike.

Gringa's been keeping us under her boot.

Abusing her power,
treating us with cruelty.

But all it's done is bring us
together and make us stronger.

I'm not gonna let that slide.

C'mon, it's time.

Let's do this.

Hey, what are we eating today?

"Give us today our daily--"

"And forgive us, as we forgive those who

trespass against us."

ET?

You're dead.

"Go, go, go!"

-m*therf*ckers!
-You f*cking piece of sh*t! Take that!

Get off me!

Take that, you f*cking b*tch!

Weird b*tch, f*cking b*tch!

Look at you,
crawling around with your a*s out.

-What's the matter?
-"Come on, let's go." Huh?

What's wrong, you want more?

-"Let's get out of here!"
-Come on, let's get out of

here! Let's go! Go, go, go!

A little gift from Zurda.

-Get over here, you f*cking b*tch.
-"Let's get that f*cking b*tch."

m*therf*cker.

It's the end of the line, Borges!

Gringa!

Piece of sh*t.

Goddammit.

Gringa!

-Goddammit, Zurda.
-as*h*le!

-You piece of sh*t!
-m*therf*cker!

You scared?
Look at that fat f*cking b*tch.

f*ck you, Zurda!

You're a real piece of sh*t,
you know that?

Girls!

Over here!

-f*ck Gringa.
-Girls!

Hey, twins.

You might wanna think this through.

Zurda's got a long
reach, you have no idea.

Shut up, you mummy!

Show loyalty again,

and your situation'll
change for the better.

f*ck you, Gringa!

Alright.

That's it!

Cowards!

Cowards!

You're f*cked!

I can take every last one of you!

-"Get f*cked, you piece of sh*t!!"
-m*therf*ckers!

b*stard!

Let's f*ck her up!

"Give up, jackass.
It's the end of the line."

-"Get her! Let's f*cking get her!"
-"Shut up! f*ck you, Gringa!"

"as*h*le!"

"b*stard!'

"We've had it with you
bossing us around, b*tch!"

"You jackass!"

I can take every last one of you!

-Come on!
-m*therf*cker!

Who wants to be carved up first?

Come on!

Who volunteers?

It's over. You're done.
C'mon, you can't take all of us.

Just give up.

-Surrender.
-Nieves!

What did you do to her?

Let her go!

Let her go!

I said let her go!

-Mom…
-Look.

Let her go!

Let her go!

No!

No!

Oh my god! No! Baby! No, no!

Sweetheart! No, no, no!

No, my love!

My love! Sweetheart!

No! No, no!

-No, my love!
-Mom…

-Mom…
-No, baby! Look at me!

Look at me!

No, honey!

No! No, no!

f*cking b*tch.

Mom…

My girl…

Mom…

-My girl…
-Mom…

My girl…

My girl…

Come on.

My baby.

My baby.

THREE DAYS LATER

Keys.

Aight, get up.

Smokes for you.

So?

I'm surprised.

First time I get a warm welcome
coming out of the hole.

You got me gifts,

didn't ask for money or
try to f*ck me over.

Don't worry, we'll get to that.

Don't get ahead of yourself.

I've been looking over, the uh--

the report on the collective
m*rder of Misses Casares

and her daughter.

Her entire g*ng was wiped out.

Not all of them.

There's something about that block, right?

Anyone who goes in there

-ends up in trouble.
-I wouldn't get c*ck.

I'd wait a bit if I were you.

Because if, for example,

I ask them to dig deeper

into the investigation,

your name might also come up.

And if your name comes up and you get

tangled up, let's say,

in a case of this magnitude,

you could get another thirty
years in this place.

Come on, we had a deal.

Gringa and the Warden

-don't have…
-The warden isn't here.

You get it mama?

She's out of the picture.

She disappeared, y'know, she did

a Houdini, she's not here.

I'm the warden now.

I

call the shots in this prison.

I decide what deals are valid
and which ones aren't.

Do you understand?

Yeah.

Good. So tell me,

how do I keep you from busting
my ba*ls in here?

What--

What's it going to take

to keep you from stirring
up g*dd*mn trouble

in here,

in La Quebrada?

I want my outings.

What outings? With the girls?

I'm a fan of the outings with the girls.

Big fan of that,
I wanna be part of that business.

But we're gonna have
to make a few changes.

What do you mean?

You can talk about that with Capece.

You answer to him now.

And I'm the one that gives him orders,

which means I outrank the
hell out of you both.

Enough chit-chat.

Take her, Marcela.

Easy there,
you're nearly strangling your d*ck.

Mm. I don't know.

Maybe Gringa wasn't our biggest
problem after all.

Sure, it's calmer around here now,
and all that, but,

I don't know…

Aquino's gonna wanna get even for Meteoro.

They k*lled his son.

None of us wanted that,

but we're responsible.

Come on, ease up a little, uh--

on the guilt, Nicole.

His dad started this whole mess.

Then that moron Antín f*cked
everything up for good.

Well,

-as far as he's concerned, we did it.
-Relax. He'll come after me, not you.

Excuse me.

Gladys. Hm?

-What?
-Uh…

She's been crying over there, and

I told her I'd bring her
here to talk to you.

She's scared,
she's saying they're gonna do

something to her, whatever.

Gladys, I'm sorry,

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I-- mm--

I don't know what happened. I'm just--

I'm a mess, I'm all alone, I
don't know why I agreed to it.

Okay, c'mon, just--

I wasn't thinking straight.
It was wrong. I don't know-

Come on, stop it, that's
it. Yeah, I know. Obviously.

Look at her.

You really f*cked up.

After everything she did for us,

you really f*cked up.

She saved our lives,
and you're acting like it meant nothing,

Huh?

You just had to stab her
in the back, didn't you?

-No, n-- not-- not you!
-Solita, not you.

No, no, no.

-Hold on, Solita.
-Don't do that.

Hold on.

-Stop it.
-Alright.

That's it. That's enough.

You don't need to explain anything,
I know the story.

I'll talk to Zurda and make
sure no one hurts you.

You have my word.

No one's gonna touch you.

Thank you. I'm sorry.

Thanks.

Sorry.

-Go on.
-Bye.

Take her.

You're more of an
as*h*le than I imagined.

Well, that's your point of view, right?

Yep.

The way I see it,
I put you in this position myself.

I thought you'd be

my eyes and ears.

I thought you'd

keep me posted on everything
that happens in here.

You know,

there's one thing you cannot lack

in this job, and that's

the ability to keep your cool.

This place can get under
your skin in no time.

And this report reflects that. This sucks.

It's a shitshow.

It mentions women who have been violated,
assaulted, r*ped,

beaten,

m*rder*d…

And you can't blame it on
the previous administration

Oh, really?

-Or on what's happening outside. Nope.
-Hm.

You have to own it.
That's why I'm granting you leave.

Right. And who gets the blame? Me.

Of course.

Just like I said.

As soon as the sh*t hit the fan,
you pinned it on me.

-You'd betray even your own mom.
-No, don't be dramatic.

Sure.

And Aquino? What's your plan, Antín?

-Huh?
-What?

-My plan? What--
-He's one of the

biggest dealers out there,

He runs half the city you idiot.

What, you gonna screw
him like you screwed me?

"What're you--"

I'm gonna talk to the man.

I mean, that's my usual move.

I'll try to win him over,
I'll explain everything

and I'll make him an offer he can accept.

Yeah,

I know what that offer is.

You're clearly gonna give him

Gladys and the other girls who

-No, no, don't get into that… Don't--
-uh-- kidnapped the man's son.

You are.
You're gonna throw them under the bus,

Deal with your own stuff. Let's not
talk about Gladys or the other girls.

Right?

Sure. Don't make a fuss.

Lay low, alright?

Just let time-

-uh, do its thing.
-Don't make a fuss, typical macho advice.

You think way too highly of yourself.

I didn't answer your letter.
Pretty rude of me, I get it, but…

I'm just terrible with words.

Well, I hope you liked it.

Did you get the little gift I sent you?

A gift?

The gift-- I-- I told the
guards to give it to you.

-I sent you a gift with the letter.
-They didn't give me anything at all.

-What do you mean, they didn't?
-Those freaking b*stards.

-Go and get it then.
-But what did you-- I'm

gonna go ask them about it.

It's a little something
I put together for you.

-Those b*stards, I can't believe it.
-Thank you, Mom.

Thank you for doing what I asked,
I really appreciate it.

How's he doing?

The plane's about to take off, and

maybe he doesn't really get it, but

he's happy.

You know how much he loves planes.

Okay, well…

let me know when you get there.

Take care of yourself, Nicole.
I don't know what you're planning to do,

but that's all I ask.

Take care of yourself.

Yeah, don't worry.

I'm fine on my own,
Mom. I know what I'm doing.

You take care of Gaspi, okay?

Safe travels, love you.

Why is she here?

What is she doing here?

Have a seat, we need to talk.

Baby, is this about the wedding?

Did you tell her about
it or something? What's--

Don't call me "baby" anymore.

What's that?

Proof that thirteen years ago you were
accused of molesting minors up north.

That's why you came to Buenos Aires.

Took me a while to figure it out,
but I knew that if there was a case,

it couldn't be the only one.

That's not true, Cristian.

C'mon, you can't take her word for it.

It's all just

rumors.

Someone made that up back then, but
there's no official report, I swear to

-you.
-No official report for now.

I have multiple testimonies,
we haven't even scratched the surface yet.

But when one person speaks up,

others start coming forward.

-No. Absolutely not.
-It's fine.

I can do this.

-Sure?
-Yeah.

Don't worry.

-Oh, Cristian, you're not--
-Don't touch me.

You're not gonna side with her, are you?

Don't do it.
Come on, she'll never get off our backs.

She'll never leave us alone, I mean…

She's trying to come between us.
You realize that, don't you?

You know what? I'm embarrassed

I didn't realize it before, Helena.

I even defended you in court.

Cristian, I'm stuck in here

sacrificing myself for us,
and this is what I get from you?

You're gonna believe your crazy
sister who hates me? Really?

I've been through horrible things in here,
I got beat up…

I'm sacrificing myself for our love.

I'm doing this for us.

Helena, I read them all.

Uh-- Every single testimony.

I read them all.

You said the same thing to everyone.

The same thing you're
telling me right now.

How many did you f*ck?

-C'mon, tell me.
-No.

-C'mon, don't do this.
-You're crazy.

You can't leave me alone.

You can't walk out on
me like everybody else.

You're my family,
Cristian. You can't leave me alone.

We have a kid,
you're the father of my child.

Do it for Vito, please, I'm begging you.

You can't leave me like everybody else,
baby,

-no.
-That's exactly why.

-We shouldn't see each other anymore.
-No. Please! Don't

-leave me, Cristian, please,
-I'm begging you.

Don't leave me alone. No.

Cristian.

No.

"Like… that's kind of terrible."

"Yeah, I know, right?"

Hey,

I just checked.

The guards say there's
nothing in your name.

He's full of sh*t, typical man.

Why would he lie to me?

To freaking, uh--

manipulate you, to string you uh--

along, so he

can f*ck you again and again.

-Well, I've got a confession for you.
-What is it?

-What?
-What?

Oh my gosh, you love

-gossip, don't you?
-What is it?

Well…

He didn't lay a finger on me.

He couldn't get it up?

No, I said "he didn't touch
me," not “he couldn't get a b*ner".

-So no b*ner?
-If he's that useless in bed,

just get yourself off in the shower.

-"Stick your fingers in there."
-You're so trashy, Vivi. Jesus, all

-you care about is getting off, right?
-Lemme tell you something, okay?

I'm sorry, but he's probably seeing a
bunch of women and his d*ck can't keep up

-with it.
-No. No way, Brenda.

Honey,
this Beto guy has to add to your life,

you know?

Otherwise he'll just mess
with your feng shui.

-Forget about the guy, you can do better.
-He didn't even touch "her feng shui".

"What feng shui, dude?"

Right?

-"I think she has to try him out first."
-Ladies, please.

Okay seriously,
I can't believe how jealous you are.

-Of what?
-Especially you.

-"Jealous of what?"
-What?

-Come on.
-"Jealous of what?

-"You're not even getting laid,
-You?

-What are you talking about?"
-What's there to be jealous of?"

-You're all alone, like a stray dog.
-That limp d*ck guy?

-Babe come on seriously? "You know what?
-Hey, come on-- Hey, hey,

-please. Hey, hey, wait.
-I'd rather be alone than be with him."

Hey. Hey.

Don't be like that, okay?

Look, what I'll do is put in a
missing-items request for you.

So if the guards really got it,

and it got lost in here,

legally speaking that's theft.

Put in whatever the hell you want,
girl. You're the expert.

-I want my gift, okay?
-If there is one.

-There is a gift, just not for you.
-"If there is one, Olga."

-Oh.
-"If there is one."

Have you seen Zurda these days?

She's walking around like the
place like it belongs to her, right?

She's a crooked old hag.

What did you expect? I told you so, Nayla.

We shouldn't have trusted that old b*tch.

She acts all cool, trying to buddy up
with us or whatever, and then keeps all

-the business to herself.
-I don't know, I think she's alright.

I know her.

-She made me a lot of money, actually.
-Why don't you just go

-back to her cell then,
-you cheap b*tch?

-Hey, what the f*ck's wrong with you?
-Hey, don't fight.

-"f*ck you! Zurda this, Zurda that…"
-Hey, I said don't fight!

For f*ck's sake.
The hell's the matter with you eh?

Zurda can f*cking think she's
the boss for all I care, dude.

Whatever, she'll just end up like Gringa.

I mean, the higher they climb,

the harder they fall.

Am I right? Huh?

And besides…

if she wants to do business with us,

let her come. Us Pendejas

can handle ourselves.

-Right, girls?
-For sure.

-We don't need anyone, yeah.
-Huh?

-Cheers to that, girls. C'mon.
-Cheers.

Here.

-Yeah!
-Cheers to that.

Yeah!

-Hey, don't leave me out!
-That's it! Here we go! To Mikela!

Cheers! Mikela!

We love you, girl! Hope
you're having fun in heaven!

-That's right!
-Yeah!

I didn't stop all day, so I
think my blood pressure dropped.

Alright, let me see.

Hey, listen, a gift came in
for me and you guys kept it.

-Oh? Us?
-Yeah?

Whats with the accusation, Olga?

You know how this works,
they're probably inspecting it.

Your little boyfriend can
send whatever he wants,

but it's our job to double
check what comes in.

You know weapons and ill*gal substances
aren't allowed in here.

Dont be an idiot girl, you
should know all this by now.

But he's not an idiot.

Well, how would I know?

Olga.

Yeah?

-The gift turned up.
-Oh! Let me see it.

We can't give it to you.

It has to stay here in the infirmary,

in the fridge.

If it's chocolate pie or
sushi, I'm not sharing, b*tches.

Explain it to her. Maybe
she doesn't wanna see it.

-You don't have to see it.
-Well, yeah, it's my gift. I wanna see it.

Oh, for f*ck's sake!

Do you have any idea why
they sent you this?

Ugh. That's, uh--

Rodolfo's hand. My ex.

It came with an envelope full of papers.

It's the deed to my house,
y'know? The one he took.

And an assignment of rights.

Now I need to sell the property.

You f*cking son of a b*tch!

Seems you got it back, Olguita.

Congratulations.

Ugh.

-Take it away.
-Put it away.

Put it in the fridge.

We're going out again tonight.

It took blood and sweat,

but not tears, my friends.

Because we're not the kind of
women who sit around crying.

-Right?
-Mhm.

We fought for this,

and we won. Because we deserve it.

So today a new chapter begins.

We're going back out there
the way we know how.

We're gonna look out for each other
and share everything we get among us.

Is that clear?

Mhm.

Hey, what about, uh--

Gladys? Where is she?

She won't be going out with us for now.

It's an order from above,

and we're not in a position
to question it.

The only thing that matters is
keeping the business going.

Yaniela's driving.

-In and out, no booze, aight?
-Are you sure she's up for

it? Do you even have a--

-license?
-Yeah, hun. Class A.

I can haul your fat
a*s like it's nothing.

Ah!

-Just bite me, ahh!
-Any time, babe.

-Yeah, you wish!
-"Come here, will ya?"

-Hell yeah.
-Hey, are you ready for this?

Because if you need more time,
it's all good.

What I need most is to get out of here.

So I'm going.

Thanks.

-Good.
-Come on.

Alright, ladies, let's make tonight ours.
Let's go.

-You okay?
-Yeah.

-Come on, girls. I want you safe, aight?
-Let's do this.

Badass b*tches, baby.
Come on, let's roll.

Go. C'mon.

You've got a date,

Sleeping Beauty.

Get up.

You don't wanna make the prince wait.

This way?

Mhm.

Hi, sorry, quick question.

Do you know where the party is?

-Is it up or down?
-Upstairs, third floor.

-Upstairs.
-And where's the bathroom, please?

There's a bathroom back
there, behind the bar.

-Huh.
-Oh. Perfect.

Can you come with me?

-Really?
-Yeah.

Yeah.

-Thanks.
-Thanks.

-See you in a bit.
-Thanks.

Okay…

What did your mom say?

That it's a gray car,

license plate twenty-two A.

Hm…

-I don't see it.
-"Me neither, but it's gotta be here."

There it is. There it is. C'mon.

Your mom's a genius, my love.

I can't believe it.

Let's go, let's go.

C'mon, keep it down. Shh.

Come on, let's go.

"This is Unit Three, all quiet in block B.
Thirty minutes left, over."

"What's happening on the bottom floor?
Everything okay?"

"Yes. You're clear to go down there."

"Checking units twenty-nine and thirty.
Over."

"Units twenty-nine and thirty are all set.
Just waiting on word from twenty-eight."

NATIONAL PRISON SERVICE

"Ninety-three."

"Over."

"Three-five-one, green."

"Apparently he's on his way up."

KEEP YOUR DISTANCE

Where the f*ck are we right now?

Keep walking.

What the f*ck is this place?

-"C'mon."
-Hey!

Walk.

Go ahead.

I knew you were up to something, Antín.

You're just the same
piece of sh*t as ever.

Yeah,

I'd say I'm like the scorpion.

And that makes you the frog.

You remember the fable, don't you?

Or maybe a toad works better for you,

-because you're ugly as sh*t, b*tch.
-Go f*ck yourself, Antín! Get

-off me, you bald piece of sh*t!
-Back off!

What's the matter, you son of a b*tch?
Too scared to k*ll me yourself?

Did you lose ya ba*ls?

You disgust me.
That's why I'm not k*lling you.

And because I promised Mister Aquino

I'd bring you to him alive.

So that's it. That's my end of the deal.

There she is,

the woman who k*lled your son.

Hey,

Not so fast.

No one's going anywhere until I'm done,
alright?

-We're finally face to face, Borges.
-I never had anything against your son.

Never.

If you hadn't taken my grandson,
none of this would've happened, alright?

We wouldn't be here.

I didn't k*ll Julián, dammit!

No!

Don't lie to me, m*therf*cker.

I didn't k*ll him.

I kidnapped him,

I locked him up.

I made sure he was fed,

and I wiped his a*s while
waiting for the exchange.

Which never happened. Do you know why?

Because this m*therf*cker found out.

And said he was gonna
handle the whole thing.

You're not fooling anyone here,
you jackass.

-Shut up.
-You threw me in solitary!

f*cking liar.

They k*lled him, not me!

Both of them! They k*lled your son!

They did it!

They said they'd let the kid go,
and I believed them.

I swear on my grandson,
he means more to me than

anything in this world.

What happened, Aquino?

What are you, nuts?

She just told you to your face,
she kidnapped your son.

She held him hostage.

Is there any doubt she's the
one who had him k*lled?

Wait.

I'm Sergio Antín.

You're not gonna believe this
fat lying b*tch, right?

What did they tell you?

I took care of your son!

k*ll her.

Get up.

Here. You do it.

No, no.

Calm down, we're gonna work this out.

You're not gonna sh**t me.

Put that down. I've done so much for you.

I helped Diosito,

I helped Mario.

I'm begging you.

Put that down.
Put the g*n down, you f*cking bi--

Son of b*tch!

-k*ll him.
-m*therf*cker! Goddammit!

You shot me in the leg,
you f*cking b*stard.

You f*cking fat b*tch,
you shot me in the leg.

You shot me in the leg.

You m*therf*cker, you g*dd*mn b*stard.

Beatriz.

Help me please.

Help me, my love.

I'm begging you.

Help me.

Ugh. Goddammit.

-Get outta here.
-You f*cking b*tch.

Goddammit!
You f*cking b*tch! m*therf*cker!

Go to f*cking hell. f*ck you!

You m*therf*cker!

Goddammit! You filthy b*tch!

f*ck you!

You're a f*cking piece of sh*t,
you hear me? You're a f*cking b*tch!

Goddammit! For f*ck's sake!

We looked everywhere.
They're nowhere to be found.

-Where the hell are they?
-They're f*cking gone, okay?

-Oh, for f*ck's sake!
-They just vanished.

"We have no idea where
they could've gone."

-Okay, get in, get in, move it, move it.
-sh*t, f*ck.

C'mon, get in, get in.

-Put it in there.
-Okay.

-They're nowhere to be found.
-What the hell are they

doing? Come on, we have to go! Okay.

Jesus. Those g*dd*mn pussies,
always giving me a hard time.

They're not gonna play
me for a fool this time.

Take her away.

Thank you.

Let's go, lots to do, Rafael.

I've got news.

Two of Zurda's inmates didn't come back.

A WEEK LATER

Wow, this is amazing.

She wrote "Very good,
sweetheart." up here. "Excellent"…

Wow, you're a genius!

You hear that, Juan
Pablo? You're a genius.

And he just got back
a couple of weeks ago.

Exactly.

They told me he's not having any problems
-with his classmates. -Great.

Great.

-Good to hear.
-Now…

-What?
-lemme tell you something.

-Guess who they wanted to mess with? Me.
-Really?

Yeah.

-Huh…
-But, uh--

Palacio called someone,

spoke to the woman in charge,

and he gave them a little
something to think about.

Wow, Palacio. Awesome.

He put them in their f*cking place.

That's great.

Grandma, can I come visit you on weekdays?

No, bud, you can't skip school, alright?

You, have to be responsible.

From now on,
you're gonna come see me on Sundays. Okay?

-Aw, that sucks.
-Don't gimme that.

Draw something, will ya?

The captain's the one with the map.
Well, not really.

How's the meat?

I didn't bring any.

I couldn't if I wanted to.

It's so expensive right now.

-Are you feeding him, though?
-In this miserable life,

-Of course I am, what do you mean?
-I mean meat.

It doesn't matter what side
of the wall we're on.

-"There you are."
-Death has a way of coming close.

More than once.

Gimme a cig.

You even learn to recognize its face.

Now that I've faced it like never before,

I've realized we don't live for ourselves.

We live for the love of
the people around us.

When Mario and Diosito were gone,

-I couldn't help but feel guilty.
-Okay.

-"You kick it off."
-I couldn't do anything for them.

This time,
I risked everything for Juan Pablo.

And I wouldn't be here today
if it weren't for him.

Would you suck d*ck for money?

I'll do whatever I have to do.

Some have k*lled so many times,
you'd think there's no love left in them.

But I know a little always stays.

That's why I don't judge anyone.

A little saggy, huh?

-She'll wear a corset. She'll be fine.
-Lift them up.

Now that there's peace,
I could stay right where I am.

But how long will the peace last?

The first time I got arrested,

I didn't think I'd make
it through the first night.

"Two-oh-five-four-seven,
over." But I did.

-So now, I will serve my sentence
-"Copy that." and make the best of it.

Come on.

-Off the van.
-Sometimes it feels like

-someone's playing us all like puppets
-Off the van, come on.

They're waiting for you in there, c'mon.

-But who's making the rules?
-Let's go, let's go, come on.

Wow, time flies and you're
still as rude as ever, dude.

-And you're as batshit as ever.
-"We're all set on level B, over."

Go, go, go, go.

Wow, nice. We're finally back, Bubi.

Did you get to buy that cow?

Today we're the victims.

Yesterday we were the perpetrators.

What will we be tomorrow?

Is there more than just good guys and
bad guys in this Valley of Tears?

If I had the chance to start a new life,
would I do the same thing?

I can't believe it.

Life's a b*tch.

It likes to challenge us and
throw us headfirst into chaos.

Well,
life isn't gonna surprise me anymore.

I had it all.

Then I lost it.

-"Let's do this."
-I don't wanna go through

that kind of thing again.

Life's not gonna catch
me off guard anymore.

This time,

I'm the one who's going to challenge life.

Truco.