03x02 - The Cali KGB

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Careful. You already lost one.

Good.

-Faster, gentlemen, please.

-Yes, sir.

How's it coming?

This is f*cking cool.

What did I tell you, m*therf*cker?

Stop f*cking around.

I don't want to be here all night.

Understood?

Yes, it's all good.

Let's go.

f*cking idiot.

My dad had 20 years in this sh*t.

I only have six months.

Pedal to the metal then, bitch.

How many of these things

do we have to empty?

How much f*cking money

do you want to make?

A f*cking lot.

Mrs. Salazar?

Mrs. Salazar, housekeeping.

-Come back later, please.

-As you wish.

If you want something done right...

you have to do it yourself.

Just like in life, Don Gilberto.

If you don't play,

you're going to watch others score.

My organization has four partners,

but only one leader.

I wanted to meet with you

to make sure there are

no misunderstandings in the North Valley

regarding the restructuring,

and the necessary house cleaning.

No, we were simply curious

about Claudio Salazar's absence.

I will be honest with you.

Salazar never contributed a thing.

He never gave anyone work.

He made more noise than money.

Better said, too much noise.

We are moving forward with the plan,

and we would like to know

if our friends are in agreement.

Your message about the surrender

was very clear,

and was very well received

by all of us in the North Valley.

Have a safe trip home.

Henao... thank you for your friendship.

Excuse me.

Let's take advantage of this window

to maximize our profits.

I'd like to double our output

through Mexico.

Why don't you go there?

Meet with Carrillo Fuentes. He likes you.

Make one last deal.

We both know that isn't the only reason

you're sending me there.

Look, Pacho...

I think it would be best

if you left Cali for a bit...

while things cool off.

Remember, Pacho, we're going

to walk away from this happy and rich.

WHAT IS THE DEA DOING IN CALI?

Wouldn't you have liked

to be born in this era?

Take a look.

-Just like the Cauca River, right?

-Identical.

Dad, where are we with the government?

They won't let us use the drug stores

as collateral for the Centenario property

until they're cleared through surrender.

I know, but eventually they will be.

And that's all you can tell me?

You know the rule.

You can't be a part of this.

I didn't send you to law school

so you could worry about our surrender.

That's already been planned.

I sent you to take advantage

of what happens after it's done,

when our family is a leader

in the business community.

You're reading it again?

You should read it once in a while.

Wise words.

Sir. I'm sorry to interrupt.

You have a call

from our friend in the capital.

Hello?

Four people, including three children,

are dead and thousands more injured

in a mysterious gas leak

in the area of Yumbo in Cali.

Investigators are at the scene

of the incident,

but have not yet discovered

the source of the gas leak.

State officials told residents

there will be a formal investigation.

Can I bum a smoke?

Isn't it dangerous?

No more than it ever was.

If it was a natural gas leak,

I want to know before lighting up.

Unless it's not.

I think you should talk

to the captain, Carolina.

He doesn't have the balls to talk to me.

Silvio, help me out. You have kids.

Off the record.

I don't know, Carolina.

Why don't you talk to him?

He is the district safety inspector.

He'll issue the report.

Why don't you ask him for a comment?

Excuse me.

Careful picking it up.

Lift it up. Careful. Grab the other side.

That's good. A little bit more.

If they connect us to this,

our friend doubts the government

will honor our deal.

We'll be seen as no different

than Escobar, k*lling women and children.

Months of negotiations and money

down the drain.

Just like the poison you monkeys dumped.

There's a reporter asking questions

in Yumbo.

And there's this safety inspector

in charge of the investigation.

I wouldn't worry about the reporter.

We have lots of reporters.

But a government investigator!

If the m*therf*cker goes...

Dad, let me take care of it.

I said I would handle it.

You've demonstrated very clearly

that you can't handle it.

Take care of it. Discreetly.

Without any v*olence.

That's the last thing we need.

What? You have another bright idea?

That's why I didn't want our children

in the business.

We made a mistake, Gilberto.

Let go. Turn. Run.

You need to let out some string.

Careful with Grandma.

You see?

This is the bedroom.

No, sorry, Dad.

No, this is the living room.

The living room.

It's big, Jorge.

And the pool will go here.

And there, the kitchen.

And look...

Right in front there,

I'm putting in a jacuzzi.

A jacuzzi?

I always thought your brother

would have...

the house on the hill.

You were just always lost

in your engineering ideas.

What was the last one?

Bio-diesel.

Bio-diesel.

Vegetable gas?

Yes, that's right. Well, conversion.

Well...

Very good.

Better late than never.

I'm glad you like it, Dad.

-Thank you.

-Jorge, the girls are calling you.

Yes, I'm coming. Paola.

You'll be very happy

when you build the house here.

-It's all very nice.

-Affirmative, General.

You impressed him.

I don't care what he thinks.

That's why you haven't told him

who you work for?

It was always temporary.

Temporary?

Right.

You know this lot is bigger than we need.

Yes, but it's the one we want.

It's the one you deserve.

Six more months.

Okay?

I promise.

Go.

I'll go with your parents.

I'm sorry, honey.

-Hello?

-It's me.

-How's everything going, brother?

-All right.

We're about to b*at

our profit record, brother.

Good. Keep me posted.

You should be happy, Gilberto.

Chepe, do me a favor.

Keep a low profile. At least for now.

I got a lot of stuff going on up here

at the moment.

I just need more ether

to reach the numbers we talked about.

Why? Is everything all right?

You sound weird.

I'm dealing with a problem

that is stressing me out.

It's our fault.

Actually, it's David's, the dumbass.

Is it bad?

I hope not.

But it could complicate our surrender.

Okay.

I'll be careful.

So good you're coming back, brother.

You'll leave behind the hustle

and sh*t of that city.

It's not so bad.

I love the trees in fall.

The park looks gorgeous.

I love you, brother. Talk soon.

Okay.

Miss, the valet says

the car hasn't returned.

-I see. Thank you.

-You're welcome.

What's happening? Claudio hasn't returned?

No. And Diego?

Diego dragged his drunk ass in

at six in the morning.

Okay.

-Bye.

-Bye.

I got your message. What's going on?

We have a problem

with the f*cking safety inspector.

He won't accept the money?

He has three crucifixes in his office.

Three.

-Reasoning with him is impossible.

-I see.

Tell me, what the hell was David doing

with the chlorine gas?

Do you really want to know?

About a year ago, Don Miguel

and Don Gilberto bought a fungicide lab.

The idea was to replace the gas

with cocaine and send it to the U.S.

They don't check it at Customs...

because it's a poisonous gas.

So that's why David

spilled the gas in Yumbo?

We should let him clean up his own mess.

That's not going to happen, Jorge.

If the f*cking inspector doesn't say

what we need him to say, we're all f*cked.

Do you think they're going

to honor the pact?

Do you think there's really

going to be a surrender

between the cartel and the government

if what happened in Yumbo goes public?

Never.

What do we know

about the safety inspector?

Here's everything. We have phone numbers,

his home and office addresses,

bank accounts, income tax, properties.

And the only thing we're sure about?

This m*therf*cker is clean.

There's no one clean in this world,

Córdova. No one.

Find something on him, then. Quickly.

Gentlemen!

We're going to put all our assets

on this man.

We have to watch his wife, his kids,

even his f*cking dog.

We need to watch his house,

from the inside and out,

every single corner, 24/7.

I want to know what he does at work,

who he meets and where.

I want to know his agenda.

Whatever he does, we're going to find out.

We will be in charge of his f*cking life!

And of course,

we have to tap all his phones.

At home, at the office,

and his cell phone.

-Do you understand?

-Yes, sir!

Come to my house this Saturday

after soccer.

My dad gave me permission.

Awesome, I'll see you there.

Cool, bye.

End of call.

-Recording number two... 2:16 p.m.

-Yes.

The company is registered under

one of the Rodríguez's fake companies.

Recording number three... 4:32 p.m.

I want to suck your d*ck.

Tomorrow.

At the same place.

Ma'am, I'm so sorry to bother you.

It's María. Is Claudio there?

No. Isn't he with you?

No. He didn't come home last night.

I'm worried.

You're fighting again.

You're the reason

he seeks pleasure elsewhere.

Nobody's seen him.

No one's seen him?

What did you do, María?

-No...

-I'm sending the boys.

No, that's not necessary.

I'll let you know if I hear anything.

Mrs. Salazar,

will you be checking out today?

Hello, sir.

They're always in room 105.

Very good, thank you.

What a woman.

This was well done.

Thank you, sir.

The inspector has a press conference

scheduled this afternoon.

Someone needs to talk to him.

Finish the job.

Don Gilberto, he knows me.

They won't let me in.

Jorge... you should handle it.

You've done such great work.

Great work so far.

And no one knows who he is.

I appreciate that.

But I only gather information.

Sir, the truth is, I'm a man of...

few words.

Look, Jorge, sometimes even the largest

companies depend on a small outcome

to determine their future.

Like the success of one operation...

or an employee who is discreet and loyal.

This is the final stretch.

We all have to do our part. Understood?

Yes, sir.

Was there a problem with your last order?

No. No problems.

I need to add another 300 barrels

to my next order.

300 barrels? Mr. Crespo,

that's nearly double. I can't do it.

How come?

There's a new buyer. Their orders

are getting bigger and bigger.

We're already stretched very thin.

I've been your most important client

for years.

I understand, but you told me

you were leaving the business.

-However, this other organization...

-Isn't.

I'm sorry.

So who are they?

They're kids.

Dominicans.

Running out of some beauty parlor

in Queens.

I see.

They'll probably end up dead or locked up.

You know, it's a young man's world.

We all have to make way

for the next generation.

This beauty parlor in Queens,

give me the address.

But...

Thanks for the cigarette.

Transportation came out

to $5 million each.

You can see here

that the product loss was very little.

And the bribes?

Well, the payoffs...

they went up this week.

Went up this week to six million, sir.

-Guillermo.

-Yes, sir?

What happens in six months

when these people stop receiving money?

No more friends.

This is everything, right?

This is everything

down to the last penny, sir.

And we have here

coded pages for all the politicians,

the senators, congressmen, all the cops.

I want an exact copy of this book.

Yes, sir.

It's our insurance

if they try to f*ck us afterward.

You think someone would dare

do something to you?

Anything can happen.

If you're a p*ssy, they f*ck you.

Any news about Salazar's wife?

Yes, Don Miguel.

The girl has been asking

about Claudio everywhere.

You want me to handle it?

I understand you have information

on the Yumbo incident.

Yes, I do.

Good. Tell me.

Your wife... at the Palace Motel

at 3:45 p.m.

After she dropped the kids off

at soccer practice.

So?

At your press conference this afternoon...

you will announce that the gas leak

was a municipal accident.

We have video and audio as well.

Look... you bought-off monkey...

take these pictures and f*ck yourself.

At the press conference this afternoon,

I'm going to tell the truth,

so that the world will know

what you people do.

And don't worry about my wife.

I already knew.

Sometimes, we make compromises

to keep a happy home.

I can appreciate you wanting

to take the high road.

However, you're not understanding me.

The men that I work for don't care

about your relationship with your wife.

They care what your children might think,

what their classmates might think.

And your distinguished family.

Think of what they would say

at your church.

If you don't do what I tell you,

the men I work for will make sure

that the whole world

will have a copy of this tape.

Thank you.

Mrs. Salazar.

So you've never had

a relaxation treatment before?

I've never heard of it.

Relaxation treatment?

That sounds nice.

You have a funny accent.

-Where are you from?

-Colombia.

-Colombian.

-This guy is Colombian, too.

-Check it out. Both.

-Really?

And I suppose that guy at the door

is also Colombian?

What a small world, right?

All right. What do you want?

I want you to go through that door.

The one with the English writing

I don't understand.

Tell the men back there

that Chepe Santacruz-Londoño

is getting a relaxation treatment

and would like to speak with them.

Go.

You stay.

Cool.

Please, take a seat.

It's better if I stand.

-A drink?

-No. Thank you.

I'm sorry for the way

you were brought here.

I understand you have a question.

I've spent all day

asking about my husband.

And you think I know the truth?

Yes.

And I don't think

you are afraid to tell me.

And if I don't tell you?

Then I was wrong.

And you are a coward.

Your husband is dead.

He was k*lled by an associate of mine.

For a personal injury he caused.

This market, we made it ourselves.

It's ours.

We can't just give it up to you.

You haven't heard my proposal yet.

Say what you got to say.

The first thing you're going to do

is vacate this place immediately,

and never come back.

Oh, yeah?

And the second? What?

Second...

There is no second. Just the first thing.

-So you think this is a joke?

-Gentlemen.

Part of being an adult is accepting things

that you wish weren't true.

Recently, I have had to accept

some things that I don't like.

I advise you to do the same.

Look, you and your f*cking hair

have ten seconds to get out of here.

-Ten.

-Nine.

-Nine.

-Eight.

You think this is funny, m*therf*cker?

Seven.

-Seven.

-Six.

-Six.

-Five.

-Four.

-Four.

Three, two, one.

-Check on him.

-Got it.

"So then the crow flew up

as high as he could,

losing sight of the dogs,

and returned to the flock.

The crow went to find his friend the cat,

whom he had saved from danger,

and lived with him

in peace and happiness."

And that's where we'll leave off

because it's time for bed.

You too.

Very good.

-Did the girls go to sleep?

-Yes.

How's the book?

I think they understand it

better than I do.

The municipal safety inspector

closed his investigation

into the tragedy in Yumbo today.

Hundreds were injured in a leak,

some are still in critical condition.

Four d*ed, including three children.

The deceased were two seven-year-old boys

and a six-year-old girl.

-Can you believe this horrible news?

-One of the boys was about to celebrate

his first communion

at the Santa María church.

-Now, instead of celebration...

-f*ck. This is terrible.

-...there will be tears at their funerals.

-It's terrible.

I can't find my binoculars.

-Dad, let's go, we're gonna miss the game.

-Sir.

Flaco. You're my fourth wife, buddy.

I love you, man.

Sir, they want to make an announcement

at tonight's game,

in honor of the victims

of the Yumbo tragedy.

Good idea.

And tell them to say we'll donate

half the ticket sales to the victims.

-You got it.

-Now, let's see if we win.

If we get to the game on time.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I'll keep this brief.

After a thorough investigation,

we've reached the conclusion

that the Yumbo chemical exposure

was caused by a faulty valve

in a natural gas line in the area.

And because of that, from now on,

the gas company will be responsible

for the expenses.

Now...