All language subtitles for El.marginal.S04E03.1080p.NF.Web-DL

Hi, sweetheart.

Good morning.

Time to get up.

So, wanna take a shower?

Yeah?

Everything cool, man?

Get in, pal! Fire it up!

Have a great day, sweetheart.

Man, isn't she just a peach?!

Come on! We're running late.

Come on!

Don't stop here, bro.

Don't stop, man. They'll ask
for a tip, bleed you dry.

No, don't stop!
I'm telling you, he's gonna ask for a tip!

License and registration, please.

Light me, officer.

Juan Pablo Borges?

Come on, man.

A little more. Stop.

-How's it going?
-Gladys.

-What's up?
-How are you?

What's up, Guevara? It's been a while.

Let's go. Move it.

Good!

What's up?

Move it.

Bring it here.

One…

Keep it moving.

Five…

Eight. Two more.

Good.

-Ten.
-All set?

-Bye.
-Have a good one.

-Bye.
-See you.

Success!

By only a head

I lost my love at first sight

That flirtatious and bubbly dame

With a lie and a smile
She swore she loved me

She burned all my love in a funeral pyre

By only a head

All of the madness

A kiss from her mouth

Cures all sadness

And calms the madness

By--

No, please. Continue. You sound great.

Don't deprive us of this delight.

By only a head

If she forgets all about me

Who cares if I lose my life
A thousand times?

What's the point of living?

Beautiful interpretation.

That's quite a tango!

I must've heard El Mudo sing it.

The immortal Carlos Gardel.

I want you to send this kid to my office.

I have a job for you.

You can get back to work now.

All right.

You know I mess with you sometimes.

But I feel for you now.

-Why?
-The director's crazy.

Steer clear of him.

If you don't put out, he'll mess you up.

That old bastard.

Know what they call him?

Captain Dingle.

Like that fucking Nazi professor. Get it?

You mean Captain Mengele?

Who's Mengele?

Captain Dingle.
He'll make your ass tingle.

-This one?
-What do you think?

Fine!

What's your deal? My God!

-Take it.
-Yeah, I'm taking it.

Look what I got for you.

Here.

Yeah, like that!

Great job.

Very good…

What a hard worker you are.

Good, Panchito.

They didn't iron your shirt today?

You son of a bitch!

Nobody steals from the Borges family.
Got it?

Well? You prick!

Done with drugs for good?

Wanna do a bump, kid?

You clown.

What's up?

Got that book from the other day?

Yeah.

-Thanks.
-All yours.

Aren't you due for a nap instead?

Yeah…

Could you help me, Mouth?

Fine, but I wanna fucking leave soon.

"Halfway through my life,
I, too, fell into this darkness."

"This place is home to every sin,
but not to every sinner."

"Only the smallest ones."

"There is no freedom without power."

"The biggest sinners always get away."

"At least in this life."

"Look for the angel

that will take you down
hell's underground rivers to freedom."

Hold up a second.

Dude, that was awesome!

The comedown after is brutal too.

But it takes you on a wild fucking ride.

What's your deal?

Get the fuck away from me.

Did he do something, Juan Pablo?

No, chill, Colombia. It's all good.

I'm just setting this narc straight.
It's fine. Don't sweat it.

When are we meeting up?

Fuck off, jackass.
I'm not meeting you anywhere.

You're right. Talk later.

And don't let it happen again!
I'll come for you.

You and… anyone else.

Come on, Colombia.

That's right…

Nice and easy…

Let's move it!

Hey, enough. Can you ever stop?

You're such an ass.

Dad.

Good evening.

-Here it is.
-How much?

Four keys.

Primo shit.

The best. Try it.

You'll want to put
a statue of me in the yard.

Well?

Try it.

Blockbuster.

Yeah, blockbuster.

There will be
a blockbuster film of my life.

Dial it back, Don Corleone.

Dial it back.
There's still plenty of work to do.

Tell me, how'd you get past the guards?

-Magic.
-Magic?

Magic.

My guys do good work.
We know our stuff. We hide it well.

But if Galván finds out,

I'm the one getting strung up by the nuts.

So my guys are gonna keep an eye on it.

Just in case, security…
You can never have enough.

Got it?

Okay.

Lord, remove this temptation.
I am a man of faith.

A man full of will and faith is
a man that knows no bounds.

Amen.

What the hell, you punk?

Doing lines on your own?

You think it's free?

This shit's strong!

If you want a rail, pay the fare.

It's primo.

You snob. That's not primo.

Let's see. Give me some.

My nose is wrecked.

This is really good.

Give me that.

Hey, move over.

-Borges brothers.
-No way.

Try some.

-Borges bros, 100%.
-See what I mean?

Those pricks are sitting pretty.

If they're sitting pretty,

they'll fuck you and me up.

What do we do?

Nothing.

-Nothing?
-Nothing.

Are you sure it's theirs?

Yes.

Why don't you guys go
find out what's going on?

Did you even shuffle these cards?

You gotta be kidding.

I already got four.

I'll drop one.

What the fuck? You always do this!

They were stuck together.

I took two by accident.

-Cheater.
-It was an accident!

Hey, I need you guys to pay attention.

I crunched the numbers and think
the business is starting to hum.

So, with some patience,
we'll be able to celebrate.

Know what I think?
We ain't got shit to celebrate.

We're working like dogs,
and we're still in this dump.

You're so fucking picky.

We need to work hard
and keep our heads down for a bit!

Please, Diosito. Come on!

Marito, you're right.

When you're right, you're right.
We gotta work hard.

That's the way.

And in my experience,

when I'm committed, I succeed.

Yeah…

Give me a cig.

-Want a joint?
-No, they make me goofy.

I'm happy things are good
because dialog is important for all of us.

-Absolutely.
-Listen, James.

Don't sweat it.
I'll be in charge, smooth sailing.

Yeah…

Yeah, Diosito. Sure.

-You got this.
-You mean it?

Lito.

Big Guy.

Trust me!

Look who it is!

Caspa.

What are you smoking?

Prince! Come here, dude.

-Come hang with us.
-I'll be back.

-Have a drink with the boys.
-What's up?

Sup, homie? All good?

All good.

-Good stuff.
-I made it myself.

I used my legs.

Why the fresh look?

Going to a party?

What party, dummy? My niece's baptism.

Why don't you come around anymore?

You're acting like a cop.

Hey, Mouth.

What's up? You're flush with cash.

Not at all. I'm just grinding.

Dad won't even let me touch it.

What a buzzkill.

That fat fuck.

"Fat fuck"? Show some respect, asshole.

I know he's the king.
But that stuff you guys are selling…

It's real good!
What's up? What's the secret?

Where do you get it?

You cut it here or outside?

You called me over
to spill for free? Forget it.

For free? That was a compliment, stupid.

The lackey looks angry.

You call me a lackey? Fuck you.

-Mouth!
-No, fuck you!

Think we'd rip you off?

Know why the product's so good?

We wash it before slinging it.

Get it, numbnuts?

You're the man, Prince!

-Want a bump?
-Yeah, bro.

Nah, I'll bump your sister instead.

You're so clever.

-You got some loose lips!
-Careful with him, Big Guy.

-Punk!
-Come and get it! Here!

-You lackey!
-Dumbass!

He let it slip.

Let's fuck him up.

Didn't you hear?

It's in the laundry room, dude!

What a prick.

I don't give a fuck!

-Fucking lackey.
-We'll take it all.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Look what I brought you. Here.

They're great.

Keep them.

No, it's filthy in here.
They'll get ruined. Keep them.

What's the problem?
Do you want different ones?

Isn't that what pictures are for?

To make you feel better.

To give you a bit of hope.

Hope for what?

How long will we last with me in here?

Got any cash for me?

Wanna have a real conversation?

I don't know how long we'll last.

I get up every morning,
pretending we're a family.

And I try really hard
to make the kids think that.

But something's missing.

They feel it, and so do I.

Do you know what hurts the most?

You're pushing me away.

Don't deny that you want to shut me out.

I know exactly what those marks are.

I love you.

And I'm in this with you.

Sit.

-Brian, right?
-Yes.

You know, ever since I heard you sing
that tango, I've had it stuck in my head.

It's on loop, like a carousel.

Where'd you learn it?

My grandfather. He'd sing it to me.

Excellent.

He got me into the song.

You're a born performer.

Do you know "My Beloved Puente Viejo"?

Where we are now?

No, I don't know that tango.

I'll play it. Listen.

It's about the old Puente Alsina bridge.

But you deduced correctly.

This prison is built
on top of the old bridge's foundation.

Oh yeah?

So there's a river under here?

A stream.

The Maturana.

They turned it into a culvert years ago.

And this prison was built
on top of the foundation

of the old drawbridge.

That's ironic.

What's ironic?

There used to be a bridge here,

to get from one side to the other.

Now there's a prison.

And we can't go anywhere.

It's like we're trapped
between both banks, isn't it?

That's some head you got there.

Thank you.

Sometimes I'm hard-headed.

I don't know how you ended up here.

This is no place for you.

But if you're good

and you behave,

I'll take care of you.

You'll be my personal assistant.

I know it's common for inmates

to practice sodomy.

And I know you almost fell victim
to that disgraceful act.

But that won't happen again.

I'll take care of you.

And if you're ever in any danger,

I want you to tell me.

You can go.

Go to your cellblock.
I have to make some important calls.

Brian.

Thank you.

See you tomorrow.

Enough already
with that studying bullshit, man!

You're really gonna finish school?

It's not bullshit. You'll see.

This is living, bro.

You son of a bitch.

They keep it in the laundry room.

I did good, right, César?

Now I get to meet his sister.

This is a sign, bro.

This is our chance to fuck them all up.

No.

Why not?

Don't you want to make those fuckers pay?

If it were up to me, we'd blow it up.

-Well then?
-I'm tired of the same ending. Understand?

-Don't you want revenge?
-We gotta wait.

Enough waiting, César!

-Trust me.
-We gotta wait.

Emma, what's up?

You asshole!

-I ask for help, and you ruin his life!
-Sit.

-I'm reporting you. Let go!
-Stop! Listen.

He was in the hole for a month.

If anyone made it easier,
it was me. Not you.

You know me, Emma.

I'd never hurt anyone.

Your life is your life.

But you have no right
to mess with mine or my family's.

Rights? No one has rights here.

That's why I do what I do.

I don't feel guilty or ashamed.

I don't wonder
if it's right or wrong. I survive.

Do you know
how many people leave Puente Viejo alive?

No one's gonna tell you,
but the stats exist.

What stats, you prick?

That's what you do.

Statistics.

You jot down numbers,

write reports about life inside.

That's your job.

But there's a lot more to it.

"While on the road of life,
I came across a dark jungle."

"I had fallen off the straight path."

"Halfway through my life,
I, too, fell into this darkness."

"But I, unlike Dante,

had fallen off the path long before."

"I was born lost."

"Condemned."

We need to talk.
Stay away from my people. Got it?

I saw you talking to Arnold.
Stop messing with his head.

I'm not messing with his head.

But I'm warning you,

your guys want trouble.

They'll start trouble with or without you.

And that will be a serious mess.

What do I do?

You gotta be in charge, man.

You're the only one who can do it right.

Somebody's gotta take
a slice of Borges' cake now.

Otherwise, they'll run the show

and do whatever they want with all of us.

But the laundry room's protected, guarded.

I can help you with that.

I'll think about it.

I won't deny I'm surprised
to see you again so soon.

Surprised?

You'll be pleasantly surprised this time

because I have some good news,
excellent news for you.

I'm listening.

The time has come for you
to take a well-deserved break.

I spoke with the decision makers,

the higher-ups in corrections,

and they want, they have ordered me

to inject some new blood
into corrections management

and to let the aged blood.

We shall transfuse the corrections blood.

So what's the good news?

The good news is for you.

We'd allow you to retire

with a generous package.

Nearly 100% of your current salary.

What do you say?

I'm not planning on retiring or resigning.

I'm not asking you personally.
It wasn't my idea.

The bosses floated me the idea.
That's all.

The higher-ups in corrections.

I know your superiors and their superiors.

And I know nobody wants my head.

-No…
-That's the last thing I'd do.

Let me spell it out for you.

-With a metaphor.
-All right.

Let's say I'm cancer.

Surgery is an option.

Sure, it can be removed.

But if it comes back,

it's even stronger.

You need to use a less aggressive therapy.

I'm not really following. It's--

Do you really want to remove me?

No…

There are people higher up than you
that could never even touch me.

Don't waste your time.

And if you'll allow me
to give you some more advice,

don't get blinded by the ambition

that power and money create.

It'll end badly for you.

Are you threatening me? I'm--

We both know your days are numbered.

I don't know what last-minute trick play
you're trying to pull on me.

I'm an old-school survivor.

Those with poor memory
have recently looked down on us,

but I've done a lot for this country.

And I still have friends to reach out to.

That Galván is a son of a bitch.

A piece of shit. You're my witness.
I didn't want bloodshed.

But if he wants a fight,
I'll get in the ring.

Should I take you home?

No.

I want to do a line.
Take me to the whorehouse.

That's my boss!

PUENTE VIEJO MAXIMUM SECURITY
FEDERAL CORRECTIONS FACILITY

I thought you wouldn't need more
until next week.

Something came up.

I happen to have some.

You're short.

I'll bring you the rest later.

Later, when?

Don't be difficult, man.

You got me hooked on this shit.

I said I'll get you the rest,
but I need the stuff now.

You owe me.

Mum's the word.

Go fuck yourself.

Got a light, man?

Thanks.

Thanks, man.

Estalone, Estalone, Estalone

I'll fuck your mom when she's home alone

Too far, bro!

Tell the guys to shut up.

Wipe your ass before talking!

You like his mom
'cause you saw her when she visited.

Guys!

Mouth!

Guys, shut up.

Some silence.

Boys.

You know what's going down.

The Borges bros just arrived
and are already above us.

Arnold is right.

We gotta stop them.

If not, they'll crush us

like in San Onofre.

These sons of bitches

killed all our boys there.

Guys like you
that just wanted to clean up their act.

Think. Open your eyes.

They use us, turn us into coke heads.
And once we're useless…

Boom. Game over.

Look.

Those fuckers burned down
a prison with all our friends inside.

But now we have the chance
to really fuck them over.

One thing's for sure.

We have to accept
that when they find out it was us,

they'll want payback.

That's when we'll need to stay sharp.

So I want to know,
of those of us here now,

who's got the balls to fight?

-Who's got the balls?
-Let's go!

We're the Sub-21.

Mess with one, mess with all of us.

You hear me, boys?

-Let's go!
-Yeah!

All right, let's go!

What, are you following me, man?

No.

You sure?

Yeah.

I was just passing by,
looked in, and saw you.

I brought you this.

My contribution.

I just happened to have it in my pocket.
I wasn't following you or anything.

But you'll share, right?

Yeah.

I brought this too.

I was gonna make a flower

but thought the spoon
would be more useful.

Next time, bring cash
instead of art projects.

You're so materialistic, man!

Plus, you don't make friends pay.

You're such a dick.

You gotta tell me your story.

Well? Did you like being a cop?

I really liked fucking with
bums and junkies like you.

Is that enough for two?

Yeah.

Shouldn't you do more?

A hit and a half each.
Otherwise, we'll sleep until tomorrow.

Fine by me. I got so high last time…

Yeah? See some colorful stuff?

Yeah, colorful, full HD, the whole thing.

Thanks, man.

I appreciate it.

-What are you doing?
-Can I do it?

-No.
-Why not?

You're too greedy.

That's for later!

But I'm hungry!

You should probably put out more chips.

Look at him!
Could you be any more disgusting?

Hello!

-Hey!
-How are you?

How's everything? Good?

She just fell asleep.

Goddamn it.

- How are you?
-It all looks beautiful. Thank you.

-Thank you.
-It's for you and her.

My new queens. Isn't that right?

Where's Bardo?

He's probably shaving his legs.

-He's a weirdo.
-He's worse than women.

Treat the baby right.

-Okay.
-We'll talk later.

Fine.

Fine, Coco. You son of a…

How's everyone doing?

Hello, Coco. Thank you for inviting us.

Welcome to the party, Bardo!

Enough already.

-Give me a break.
-Meet my family.

The baby's asleep…

-My daughter.
-Nice to meet you.

I don't know why the fuck
Galván let these crooks throw a party.

If it were up to me,

I'd baptize those animals
with sulfuric acid.

For me and my guys,

it's an honor
to meet your beautiful family.

So we brought a gift.

-To celebrate the baby's baptism.
-Oh wow!

God bless, protect,

and guide her on the right path.

-Thanks so much.
-So…

I've never seen
you speak on behalf of the Lord.

I'm very religious, you jackass.

Enjoy, sit wherever, do whatever you want.

All right! Fuck you, Borges!

Calm down.

The coke stays here.

You're gonna ruin the fun?

Come on! Look at all the coke in here!

Don't be like that!
We're just gonna take one bag!

One bag, my ass!

The coke stays here. Got it?

Fuck off.

Shut your mouths!

No one is taking anything.

If they catch us with the stuff,
they'll know it was us.

God, the Father, all powerful,

creator of heaven and earth…

your words and your love

are the light that dispels the shadows.

May that same light

shine down forever and always

upon the path of the little angel
we lay before you today.

Come on, guys! Let's tear 'em all open!

Lord, protect her from temptation.

Let's go, guys! Rip them all!

From sin,

vice,

and the humiliation of eternal damnation.

I bless you

in the name of the Father,

the Son,

and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Fuck you, Borges!

-All right! Amen.
-Congratulations.

Thanks for coming, babe.

-Thanks for coming.
-Thank you.

Thank you, sweetie.

Hey, stop. I don't like doing that here.

-You're pulling away. Are you crazy?
-I'm not pulling away!

-All these people are here.
-Who, you dummy?

-Are you serious?
-Have a drink. Relax.

-Coco, my friend.
-May I?

Yes. Please, sit!

-Have a good time? Eat well?
-Yeah.

When's the last time
you asked for a conjugal? Or a kiss?

Don't be paranoid, seriously.

Paranoid? Kiss me, then.

Are you kidding?

I don't want to here. I don't like it.

Come here! Where are you going?

It was great. Thank you.

-Cheers.
-So let them watch!

-Just kiss me.
-Cheers.

Are you jerking off to death or a fag now?

Which is it?

Don't pretend to be jealous!

Our son jerks off all day,
while you go cheat on me.

-You hear yourself?
-I do!

I said you're cheating on me.

You might as well. I never see you.

You're fucking disgusting.

Go on, get drunk.

Now you listen to me.

-Did you grab me?
-This place is a coffin.

The only thing
that makes me happy is having a drink.

Look at your dad.

-What about him?
-He drinks like a fish.

That fucker bleeds booze.

Are you insulting my dad?

It's always about your dad!

-Did you conspire to ruin my life?
-Asshole.

-You bitch!
-Did you hit me?

-You son of a--
-Dad, stop! Calm down!

-Enough!
-Stop, Dad!

-Stop!
-Fuck you!

-Did you hit her?
-Stop!

Are you nuts?
How dare you hit my daughter?

You piece of shit!

-Come here!
-Stop, Dad!

-Let me go!
-Stop, Dad!

-You son of a bitch!
-Forget about that prick.

Do that again! Go on!

Get out of here, you scumbag.

It's all right…

They trashed the laundry room.

Goddamn it! They completely wrecked it.

Let's get the bastards.

What bastards? We don't know
who the fuck did it!

It was you! It was your brother!

Your dumbass brother was
supposed to protect all this!

-So now what?
-I don't know where he is.

-What do you want me to do?
-Do you know how much I lost?

Why the fuck do you care?

I'm paying for this.
My wife set it up. What's the matter?

Everything that goes on
in here is mine. Mine!

Anything that comes in here

is mine!

Calm down, I'll handle it.

This cannot happen again.

Never again. Just some advice.

You blew it.

This is a fucking disaster!

You're out of control, man!

You fucking idiots!

What are you doing?

Don't you know everyone can hear us?

What did I say? "Don't take anything"!

We hit Borges and Coco!

Why would you take that?

Hey, relax, man.

Bro!

We really fucked those sons of bitches!

They're in deep shit!

No, look at yourself!

You're high as a kite, Arnold!

Are you stupid?

What are you celebrating? Nothing!

What did I say?

"Let's do it right"!
Cayetano, put that away!

Hide all of it. Go!
If they catch us, they'll torch us!

Idiot!

Hide it!

I can't believe I have to explain this
to you guys. Come on!

We were just having a little fun.

Fun? You jackass.

Have fun, but take it down a notch!

JR LAWYER

Luqui, please turn it down.

Hello?

Yes, how are you?

No, don't worry.

Yes.

I'm sorry that I kept calling,
but I have an urgent question to ask you.

It's about my partner, Miguel Palacios.

They sent him to Puente Viejo.

We wanted to know
if you could review his case.

You're referring to the escape.

I see.

How long do you think we should wait?

Four years.

At least.

No, your sister's wasted!

Look! The party animal is here!

May I ask where you were?

You fucking asshole! I'm gonna kill you!

I'm gonna kick your ass!

You were supposed to watch
the business! Goddamn it.

I had to take the heat.
Get up, you son of a bitch!

Get up!

You ruined everything!

I had to take the heat
from that bald fuck, Coco.

They trashed the laundry room.
The goods are gone.

You fucking asshole, Diosito!

Everything I built
went down the fucking drain

while you snorted
the global supply of powdered milk!

You son of a bitch!

Come on, Dios. Come on, man.

Come on, Dios.

Get up.

It's always my fault.

That's what my brother thinks.

He doesn't care

about my problems.

It may not look like it,
but I have my own shit to handle.

Stop whining, bro!

You're not the only one with problems.

Fuck off, Colombia!

No one holds you accountable!

Nobody busts your balls.

What problems could you have?

They killed my brother, asshole!

They killed my brother.

My mom,

she is having
a really tough time in Colombia.

They're threatening her.

He owed people money…

and now they're making her pay.

Sorry, bro. I had no idea.

Is it a lot of money?

Sure is.

A lot of green.

Mario is playing the martyr.

He won't give me what's mine.

What can I say?

He's an asshole, a cocksucker.

You know what, Diosito?

This debt is serious.

And your brother, more than anyone,
knows that family is sacred.

Family is sacred.

Galván is one dirty old prick.

He actually got
kinda sentimental at the end.

I thought he was gonna fuck me.

Be careful with that guy.

He's no joke.

What happened here, bro?

No idea.

What a mess.

You gotta stretch it.
Ever folded a sheet before?

Hey.

Come on, princesses. Help us out.

Come on. There's work to do.

Come on.

Move your asses.
We need to clean those shelves

and dry the floor.

The dry clothes are dirty
and need to be washed. Move it, dummy.

It smells like shit in here. Those pricks.

Let's move this.

It smells like shit, man.

Move those jugs there.

"This place is home to every sin,

but not to every sinner."

"Only the smallest ones."

You see a ghost or what?

Hey, man!

Get to work! Move your asses!

Are you on vacation? Move it, jackass!

What are you doing?
Those fucking slumdogs did this.

I'm telling you…