All language subtitles for Sr.Avila.S03E06.1080p.WEB-DL.DD+2.0.H.264-SbR

Step on it or die, bastard!
Come on, step on it.

Damn it!

Step on it, man!

Make a left here.
Turn left or I'll shoot you!

You son of a bitch!

Turn here, now!
Damn you, step on it!

Step on it man! Step on it now!

Step on it
or I'll blow your brains out!

Turn here, now!

Get off of me!

Move it! Move it!
Get out of the truck!

-Where are you going? Get down!
-Okay, okay. Cool it already.

You cool it, bitch. Shut up!
Shut up and let me think!

Come out with your hands up!
An ongoing 22!

Where's my back up?

Get out now!
We have an ongoing 22!

You're going to get me
out of here or you'll die.

You're surrounded!

Surrender if you want to live!

Hay, take it easy! Take it easy!
Take it easy.

Easy, easy.

-Hello.
-Who is this?

-Who are you calling?
-Daniel Castro Mejía.

-Who's he?
-The Chief of Police.

The Chief isn't available
right now.

But I can take a message
if you want.

Sorry. Who is this?

Someone that gets very nervous
when the cops are chasing him.

-How's the Chief?
-He's alive but pale.

He's got a bullet in his gut.

Somebody needs to take him
to a hospital.

The best thing you can do now
is let us take him to a doctor.

Yeah, right.

-Here's a better idea.
-What's that?

Get in your patrol cars
and get the hell out of here.

When you're gone,
I'll take him to the hospital.

I can't do that,
I need permission.

That's fine with me.

The Chief is the only one
that can't wait.

TOO LONG OF A NIGHT

None of this is your fault.

They murdered your brother.

You just wanted
to know the truth.

Few people are willing
to die for the truth.

What is it, Mom?

I just heard a noise.

What kind of noise?

At the main door,
as if they're breaking in.

Did you look out the window?

-No.
-Then you should.

You'll see the door from there.

But they'll see me too.

-Who?
-Whoever's breaking in.

Do me a favor and go the door
to see if there's anyone,

then call me back.

Right after getting in
the Chief of police's vehicle

a shot was heard, and the truck the
Chief of police was driving took off.

Now we know there was a chase

in an attempt
to stop the kidnapper.

One hour later,
no government agency

has issued a statement
regarding his wellbeing.

The identity of the kidnapper
and his motives are unknown.

The situation is critical
and there is much anxiety...

Any news from Sánchez?

Nothing.

This is getting out of control.

...negotiating with the still
unidentified kidnapper.

Press it hard like that.
Don't die on me, man.

What's taking you so long?

I need to know he's alive.

I'm running out of time.

But he's still alive.

I believe you, but the thing is
my superiors don't.

And they make the decisions.
Let me talk to him.

His mouth is full of blood
and you won't understand a word.

Without a proof of life,
there's no deal.

Okay, okay, fine.
I need a minute.

Is Linares back?

-I'll go and see.
-...is precisely the kind of car

the Chief of police
is being held in,

keeping in mind
it's an armored vehicle...

-Smile.
-Smile for the damn picture,

or I'll yank your eyes out
and shove them up your ass.

We saw a picture in which
unfortunately,

Castro Mejía
looks seriously wounded.

The doctors working on this case
have very little hope,

unless they're able
to treat him immediately.

We'll keep updating you...

I want them dead.

-Sir, do you mean...
-All of them.

Benítez can't be there.

Got something to drink?

Well, you're dumber
than you are pretty.

Don't you know
you can't drive drunk?

Here, go on!
It'll ease the pain.

No matter what you do,
you won't get out alive.

You know what? I'm worth
a lot more alive than dead.

That's what protects
the kidnapper.

It'll be tough.

Rescuing the Chief of police
is a very tough task.

Experts claim
it's almost impossible

to enter the vehicle
without exposing his life.

-What did you say?
-I don't see how.

Those guys out there need me
to get out there alive,

or else they'll shoot you
like a dog!

Like a dog?

You'd better find a way,

because they'll make him talk
if they get him alive.

And you know
exactly what he'll say.

If you know them so well,
tell me this.

What if I give them
the dog's owner?

I'll make some calls.

Call Buitre first.
Tell him to clean up his mess.

We should point out

the great job
the police department is doing

negotiating with the kidnapper.

Answer me! Say something!

Your offer is interesting
if you surrender now.

Neither of us
has much time left.

Detective Sánchez.

Hey, buddy. How are we doing?

-We're screwed.
-What do we know about the Chief?

The negotiator
talked with the guy,

looks like he shot the Chief
in the gut.

Damn!

-Tell me something I don't know.
-Like what?

The procedure
in hostage situations like this.

Analysis of the situation.

First,

identify the hostages
and the kidnapper or kidnappers.

Identify how many people
were injured, if any.

Define how bad
the injuries are.

The kidnapper's profile.

Move it, man, move it!

Requirements.

Name a negotiator.

Define deadlines.

Define a Plan B
in case all negotiations fail,

and we need to use force
to rescue the hostages.

How much time do we have
until they use force?

I have bad news.

That's nothing new lately.

Ávila doesn't want to save
the Chief of police anymore.

He wants everybody
in the car dead.

-Is that doable?
-Yes, it is.

Are you sure?

Keeping Duarte out of this
would help.

Right now
we have a Chief of police

who is about to die.

Add that to a hotshot lawyer
with political connections.

Forget it.
Think of something else.

Duarte is about to become
an unacceptable issue.

Could you reconsider?

Let me know when that happens
and I'll decide what to do.

What's your story?

That's all I'm saying.

You'll kill me
no matter what I do.

Drink, it's going to help you.

Drink, I said!

Sir, we need a second option.

A second, third or fourth.

Anything as long as
the bastard dies.

Well, there is always a Plan B.

-A Plan B.
-The kidnapper is keeping

the Chief of police alive in order
to make a deal to save his own life.

Some sources claim the kidnapper
could've demanded

some sort of immunity
from the authorities

in exchange for information.

They won't give you
what you want.

I think they will.
I've got two hostages.

Just one, I don't count.
You only have the Chief.

The life of a colleague
isn't worth anything?

Sure it's worth something.

But in this kind of job you're
expected to die at any time.

I'm here to protect the boss,
not to interrupt his rescue.

So my death will be considered
a reasonable damage.

Shut up mister martyr
and hand me your phone.

Give me your phone!

Do it.

Hello.

-Can you talk?
-What do you need?

I guess you know
what's going on.

Yes.

Your partner's a real problem.
Solve it.

With what damn army?

Yes, sir.

Those are the only words
you need to say.

Let's try it again.

You're going to solve
the problem.

Yes, sir.

What's holding back
the rescue of the Chief of police

is precisely the type of vehicle
he's being held in.

Let's remember
it's an armored vehicle

that is now protecting
the kidnapper

from being overcome
by the agents

now trying to rescue
the Chief of police.

Experts claim
it is almost impossible

to access the vehicle without
compromising his life.

The possibility
that the police...

We suspect he could...

So far no government agency...

...is blocked in roads
that are difficult to access

which complicates matters,
and the location of the truck

makes difficult
any contact with the kidnapper.

Sir.

I just briefed Buitre
about the situation.

He'll take care of Benítez.

What does that mean?

It means I did
what you asked me to.

Which was?

To tell Buitre
to solve the problem.

Precisely yesterday there was
a bomb threat in a local school.

Today, just one day later,
there's a similar situation.

The Chief of police is being
held in a black Suburban.

Let us also remember
that this kind of vehicle

is specially designed to repel
any kind of armed attack.

What's the matter, sir?
Did what I said upset you?

Yes, having a deaf advisor
upsets me.

I don't understand.

I told you
I wanted Benítez dead.

Yes, that's exactly why
I asked Buitre to do it.

No.

I want Benítez dead.

Come back when that's done
and waste some more of my time.

The police department
has a sketch of the kidnapper.

A spokesman informed us
that he is extremely dangerous.

That's the guy Ávila's after.

We'll keep you updated.

Sir, I saw Iván leave.

At least you're not blind.
Your sight's fine.

May I ask where he went?

We could work together
to solve this problem.

He's running an errand.

Mom, I hope this isn't one
of your manipulating schemes,

because I swear...

-Hello.
-What's your plan?

I knew my buddy
wouldn't desert me.

Even if it's for the money
you love so much.

What do you want man?

To get out of here,
with your help, obviously.

How's the Chief doing?

Don't worry, he's...

Benítez.

-Asleep.
-Asleep or dead?

-He's asleep!
-He's dead, isn't he?

-No he isn't, man.
-Don't lie to be, you bastard.

Okay, okay, he's dead.
So what do we do now?

-Boss. Boss.
-Shut up or I'll shoot!

You killed him, didn't you?
You killed him, asshole.

-What's going on?
-Shut up!

-Benítez, answer me!
-Shut up! Shut up!

Answer me, damn it!

Stop fooling around.
What now?

-What's your Plan B?
-This was it.

So now you're screwed.

We're both screwed
if you don't help me,

because the cops will get me

and I'll have to rat
on all of you guys, got it?

-Got it.
-So we understand each other.

So you're not that screwed.

I like hearing that.
What's your plan?

No idea.
Nothing definite yet.

Maybe it won't work anyway.

Maybe I should talk to the cops
and stop wasting time.

-That's not necessary.
-It's up to you.

Okay.

Give me ten minutes
to take care of it.

Take care of it real good, man.

I'll be back.

Buitre, what are you doing here?

I saw this mess on the news
so I came to help you guys.

And you?

I was passing by.

The Chief of police
is still in there.

They're trying to cut a deal.

That bastard
won't give up a thing.

How do you know
who the kidnapper is?

You know him?

Any bastard bold enough
to kidnap the Chief of police

won't give up so easily.

See you, I'm kind of busy.
I need to pee.

In spite of the difficulties,

you think you can do it?

What was that about?

Like stealing candy from a baby.

Thanks for the thought.

So, can I count on you guys?

We don't like Linares' attitude.

What can I do
to make you like mine?

Four?

Three is all I can offer you.
Three times what a job is worth.

You know failing
is not an option?

Failing is never an option.

Good, Don Ávila is counting
on you guys.

More dumplings?

Thank you.

-What's up, partner?
-It's done.

-Where exactly are you seated?
-In the back seat.

Behind the driver
or the passenger side?

On the passenger side.
Why do you want to know?

Get down when you hear the shot.

-You can't go through.
-Get out of the way.

Open up that crap.
Where's the SWAT team?

Back there.

Thanks.

We say goodbye here, Chief.

-Yes?
-They want to ensure he's alive.

I sent you a picture.
What now?

A picture's no good.

Screw that,
keep wasting my time

and I'll send you
a picture of his corpse.

They won't like that.

I couldn't care less
what they like or not.

Maybe if you let us
talk to the driver.

Maybe.

Or a video from your cellphone.
How about it?

I'll think about it.

Zacha!

Stop fooling around.
We have work to do.

Give me a hand.

Iván, you're getting me nervous.

I'm getting you nervous, sir?

I thought the complexity
of the situation

was even more irritating
than I am.

So what's your plan B?

In spite of Linares'
misjudgment,

I managed to convince
the Chivalziks.

Okay, but are they doing it?

Yes.

But for three times as much.

Okay, fine.

We just need to wait.

I'd suggest evaluating
the bad side of all this

and preparing ourselves for it.

Like what, Iván?

Like having to move
to a South Pacific island, sir.

We're not going anywhere.

If they get Benítez,
we'll be run out of business.

I suppose you agree with me.

Get some cash, just in case.

I will, sir.

Mom?

Mom?

Ana.

Welcome. Sit down.

Mom.

-Ana, please sit down.
-Mom, are you okay?

Ana.

I won't say it again.

Sit down now.

He's dead.

I offered you two options.

None of which
was a risk for him,

unless the boss
and the driver are dead.

Breaking into an armored truck
isn't easy.

We can't get in
without being seen,

and we can't see him
through the dark windows.

He's in the back seat
behind the passenger seat.

-And you are?
-I'm here on my own.

I know those trucks.
I can help you.

...the chance that the Chief
of police is still alive.

Some claim there's been pressure
to keep the kidnapper alive,

and end the standoff
with an armed attack.

-Yes?
-Good evening, don Ávila.

I hope it's not too late.

What do you need, sir?

I didn't like the way
our last conversation ended.

I'm busy here.
I don't have time to speak with you.

I just want to know
if you think I'm right.

You probably do.

-So?
-So nothing.

You came to me looking
for help and I helped you.

Now you're being stupid.

I lost all interest
in helping you.

If you need me
to get you interested again,

maybe I could suggest how.

I'm listening.

You're right about one thing,
the kidnapper's on the right.

But we can't risk
the boss's life.

And we don't know
if he moved him.

Do we keep wasting time
or talk about my plan?

Tell me something, Don Ávila.

-Does the Catholic Church still ban sex?
-No idea, sir.

Maybe somebody close to him
should've warned a Bishop

before he was tempted
to break his vows

eighteen years ago.

His name is Pablo Campo.
He's eighteen.

Be in my office
first thing tomorrow.

-Who do you work for?
-For God.

Do you need something, sir?

Three sharpshooters
surrounding the truck.

You need more firepower
to penetrate that truck.

I never said to shoot
at the windows

or the side of the truck.

You aim at the ground
under the truck.

The bullets will ricochet
and bust the bastard's butt.

It could work.

The floors aren't armored
in these trucks.

Your daddy told me

that you were a bright
and obedient girl.

What's wrong?

-You look uncomfortable.
-I think you're mistaken...

Ana and Arcelia.

The queen and the princess
of the house.

Those eyes...

Those are killer eyes
right there.

I know who you got
your beauty from.

Your daddy told me all about it.

Absolutely everything.

"Galván, bro,
you saved my life in here.

You saved my life so many times.
You saved my ass!"

I literally saved his ass.

"How can I repay you, Galván,

you for everything
you did for me?"

So what did I say?

I'm out in a couple of months
without a pot to piss in.

"Galván, bro,
my house is out there.

Stay all the time you need.
My house is your house."

Your own daddy said so to me.
Can you believe that?

But here, in a nutshell,

between you guys and me,

not even fifty years
would be enough for that bitch

to pay me even half
of what he owes me.

Sorry, sir,
but you can't stay here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

To be honest,
I don't want to bother you.

And you don't need to be scared.

The fact is I was locked up
for 20 years in that damn jail

for something I didn't do.

Now I'm free,
but I have nothing to my name.

But your daddy,

your husband,

owes me,

so I'm spending the night here,

I'll get some rest and tomorrow
I'll grab my stuff and leave.

Debt paid, that's that.

Hello, my son.
Are you here for confession?

No, Father.
I'm waiting for somebody.

-For God?
-Just a friend, Father.

Well, if you need to talk,
if your friend doesn't come,

we're here to serve you.

Thank you.

He likes you,
and you're not a kid.

-That's not funny.
-No?

Don't you know priests
only like boys?

There you go.
Now you're laughing.

-I'm not okay.
-What's the matter, baby?

You know I'm the Don of Dons.
Right?

Good for you.

I'm the boss.

And I'm more enslaved than ever.

Please, I'd be you anytime.
At least you're alive.

That's not my case.

There's less and less of us.

Plus today
I have to kill another guy.

What for?

To save the business.

You could just quit.

How about some salami?
I've got cheese too.

If I keep this up
I'll lose my business.

Plus you know what?

I've had it with killing
my own people.

Your own people? Seriously?

You mean to tell me

you're having qualms
over this fool?

You're feeling guilty
about this bitch

when you got rid
of your one and only friend?

Hey! You asked me to kill you.

Yes, but I didn't have
to insist very much.

Self-preservation, remember?

Self-preservation.

Look, if you didn't kill me
right then and there,

you wouldn't be who you are.

So you did the right thing then.
Do the right thing now.

I don't know.

How about some wine?
Waiter!

Leave him alone.

Look, it's very simple.
When you run out of options,

you'll do what you have to do
to continue being what you are.

Damn it!

-What am I?
-They're calling you.

-What?
-Your phone.

What is it, Linares?

And did you talk
to the friend of our problem?

Well, keep trying.
See you at the house.

Look, the real problem...

I doubt my plan will work.

If you want him alive,
I suggest you find another way.

And please tell Ávila
I spoke with him.

He's under control.
He's not talking for now.

I want a deal.

-What are you doing here?
-I told you.

Throw your gun out the window.

Stop playing dumb.
Why are you hear?

-Same reason as you.
-And why am I here again?

What's that thing?

Hey, call me!

The guy behind all this
is mister...

Your little house
is not bad at all.

Neither is the family.

What's wrong? Does what I said upset you
or looking at you?

We let you stay here a while.
Now it's time to leave.

The debt is paid.

You said so yourself.

Is she always like that
or just on bad days?

How can you not have bad days
when you can't see a thing?

Calm down. It's okay.
Quit the drama.

It's okay. It's okay.

We're letting the light in
the entire house as of today.

Open those damn drapes now!

Some claim they saw
a remote-controlled vehicle

move under the truck
right before the explosion.

There was also a helicopter

also remotely controlled,
that landed on the roof.

The fact is that the explosion

killed both Castro Mejía
and his kidnapper.

Hello.

I want you to know
the Don is very pleased.

Nice job indeed.

-Thanks, but I didn't do it.
-So who did it?

No freaking idea.

There's something you don't get.

I'm staying a few more days,

so if any of you make me feel
I'm not welcome...

I'll just stay longer.

So behave
if you want me to leave soon,

and do as I say.

Now,

if you want me to stay,

just ask.

The situation ended when...

Sir, Buitre says he didn't do it
and he doesn't know who did.

The Chivalsiks did it.

Weren't they with you?

They were.

Well, while you were doing
who knows what,

it looks like they and Iván
saved your ass.

Well, it's over now.

Only Duarte can tell us
if it's really over.

With all due respect,
that's a bad idea.

Duarte knows that if he insists,
he's dead.

That's one of the points
to be considered.

What's the other one?

Does he want to die?

Look.

We were just talking about you.

Thank you for today.

What do you mean?

You still underestimate me,
Don Ávila.

-Who ordered the job?
-It was Dr. Duarte, please.

-What did he do?
-He asked me to order the job.

I was just going to call you.

Not to cancel our meeting,
I hope.

Not at all.
To tell you I'll be right over.

Sir, I imagine
you're not going alone.

I am going alone.

My advice is that somebody
should go with you.

Your advice hasn't helped me
much recently.

A DON IS WORTH
AS MUCH AS HIS ADVISER

"Killing well to live better".
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