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Good evening.

A crazy man is robbing
the Continental bank

on San Pablo street.

Please come quickly.

He seems dangerous.

Good evening.
How's it going?

Take it easy.

-I've committed a crime.
-Relax.

-Arrest me, please.
-Relax.

Arrest me.

MARTIN SCORSESE PRESENTS

A FILM BY RODRIGO CORTES

FREELY BASED ON THE NOVEL
ESCAPE BY ENRIQUE RUBIO

Do you believe in God, N.?

Let me tell you a story.
See what you think.

Feel like hearing a story?

You know the fable
about the scorpion, right, N.?

Everyone does.

A scorpion wants to cross the river
and he asks a frog for help

and the frog says no.

You know the one, right?

There's a version,
maybe it's the one you know,

where the scorpion manages
to convince the frog.

"If I stung you, I'd die too.
Help me out here.” All that.

The scorpion climbs on the frog
and they start to cross.

Shall I go on?

Anyway, about halfway across the river,

the frog decides to get rid
of the scorpion and... Splash!

He falls in.

As he's drowning, he says:

"Why did you do that to me, Froggy?

I would never have stung you.

I'm going to drown!"

And the frog replies:

"So what?"

1. DOPEY

N.?

N.?

N., have you been to see Mom?

There's fresh salmon and rice.

Did you see Mom?

How is she?

Mom good?

Do you want my laptop?

What are you listening to?

-What?
-What are you listening to?

CIVIL REGISTRY

Let me hear.

Mad as a hatter, N.

CIVIL REGISTRY APPOINTMENT

Didn't you listen
to cockatoos or whatever?

ENTER ID NUMBER

Set the table, will you?

Set the table!

I told him to go to hell.
In front of the students too.

It was intense.

I won't last two days.

It's okay though.

I think the principal is on my side,
I don't know why.

I mean he does hate
the head of studies.

I think.

Or he just ignores me,

like you do.

So how long
is this tormented vibe going to last?

More?

I'll kill you!
N., I'll kill you!

I was thinking
I shouldn't see Alberto anymore.

Absolutely not.

If you stop seeing your shrink,
you'll move back home,

you know that.

Right.

That's it then.

-Right.
-Let's see.

Beautiful.

Do you dream about your wife?

Do you still dream about her, N.?

What do you feel

when you wake up?

Nothing.

I've been thinking...

I'm going to change my name.

Is N. too long?

So...

Do you have another in mind?

-Names change nothing...
-You don't know.

No one knows.

Let's try something.

When you leave,

I want you to look
at the people in the street

and choose someone.

Who?

Doesn't matter.
Whoever you want.

You'll follow them

wherever they go.

Got it?

Why?

Does it matter why?

Why do you care?
Just see what happens.

Let's talk about your wife.

Do you still dream about her?

2. BASHFUL

CIVIL REGISTRY
TURN 024 - DESK 3

-Hello.
-Good morning.

I came to change my name.

But I'd rather delete it.

Fine.
Name and ID number?

Okay.

I don't understand what you want
because I don't really follow,

but if you don't like your name,
you need an appointment

and if they ask for it,
you'll have to fill in this...

and this.

You don't need to come in again.

You didn't need to come in today
but I would have missed this.

And telling people about it
when you go.

Anything else?

I'm going to...

delete my name.

Sounds good to me.
Can you pass me the glue, please?

The green and fuchsia too.

And the Barbie pink.

This is a pile of shit, N.

No wonder they get bored.

What will your new name be?

Nothing.

Ah, much better.

It's more practical.

You could apply for disability too.

That way I'd get an allowance
for looking after a retard.

Don't forget your sorry-ass face, N.

You wouldn't want to leave it at home!

Is it Handel?

Is it Handel?

No.

It's birds.

You might as well take them off then.

When Handel was born,
His surname was spelled "ae".

In German, I mean.

Then it changed to an "a",
with a diaeresis.

German is tough.

He moved to England
and removed the diaeresis.

Was it the same pronunciation?

Who knows?

I still write it with "ae".

But I don't write it often.

Wait.

No, I'm not okay!

I believe how
you say something is important.

Know what I mean?

Didn't think so...

Do you believe in God?

Good answer,
no need to commit.

You look awful, kid.

You know, right?

Do you have kids?

Yeah.

No.

Almost.

What's that about?

My wife died in a car accident.

Where was your wife from?

Zaragoza.

Tough luck, kid.

Tough fucking luck.

What happened?

A car accident.

Your fault?

My sister says it wasn't.

So?

Don't feel like killing yourself?

What if it's worse after?

You really are fucked, kid.

Here.

Your birds.

I'll lock up in half an hour.

Enjoy.

A scorpion wants to cross a river
on a frog's back.

But the frog says: "No.
I won't help you, Scorpion,

because you could sting me
halfway across."

The scorpion takes a look at him

and plunges his stinger
right into the frog's head.

Bam! Right there.

The frog writhes around and says
to the scorpion: "How could you?

Can't you see you've killed me?

How will you cross the river now?"

The scorpion takes another look at him

and replies:

"You don't know what you want,

Froggy.

But I know what I want.

I'm going to go find another frog,

Froggy,

and I'll bring him here,

so he can see you.

So he can see what will happen to him
if he doesn't help me."

I know what I want.

And what's that?

Nothing.

And how do you plan to get that?

So...

you want to change your name.

Delete it.

Delete it.

Right.

What about you?

I just don't want to miss this.

I'm afraid we don't delete names, sir.
We change them when it's justifiable.

Like when?

We don't delete.

-So where do they?
-Nowhere.

You need a name.
-Why?

-Because.
-That's not a reason.

-It's not.
-All the more reason.

What can my name be?

I don't know.
What's your name now?

Nice name.
You should keep it.

- I don't want it.
-He doesn't want it.

Can it be my ID number?

7756177.

Can that be my name?
Can I be called that?

-The letter's missing.
-.

, yeah.

If that's how to get rid of you...

Oh, N., you're messed up!

You'll receive a letter soon.

CIVIL REGISTRY

Hey!

Hey, hey!

Hey, are you crazy?
What are you doing?

Good evening, Mr. Security Guard.
I stole all this.

-Pick it up and stop bothering.
-Don"t you get it?

I just stole it. I stole it.
You have to arrest me.

-We don't arrest anyone.
-Get lost, you lunatic, go on.

Pick this up, put it back...

Hang on. Don't move.

Elena, do me a favor,
call the police.

There's a nutjob in the north car park.

We only have one car park.

Even more reason.

Just call.

SUGGESTIONS

...THE EVENTS

If you agree, sign here.

What if I don't?

Don't sign.

It says here you arrested me by force.

Not that you did the right thing.

Can we add that?

Don't worry about that.

Will this send me to prison?

It'll send you home.

Can't I stay the night?

Come back during the week
when it's not as busy.

Off you go.

Go on.

That's it.
-Are you sure I can't stay?

You heard.
It's busy.

It's been a rough week...
-Come on.

Come on.

Here. Take your things.

Come on.

Please.

Please...
Enough.

Come on...

Come on.

Stop it!

Cut the shit!

Listen... Stop!

Enough.

3. SLEEPY

When you're ready,
Mr. 7756177-,

you can put that away.

Is it compulsory?

Do I have to put it away?

Yes?

Or no?

As soon as possible.

Does the accused have a name
other than the number written here?

Does the accused have a name
besides the number...?

-You may call him N., Your Honor.
-Objection. My name is not N.

Sit down, Mr. N.

My name is not N., Your Honor,
it's 7756177-H.

I have a piece of paper. It's stamped.

Sit down, kid.

I have the right to be called 7756177-,
Mr. Implacable Judge.

I'll tell you what rights you have.

Sit down, please.

-Is it compulsory?
-Don't answer back.

If I answer back,
it's contempt, right?

Not in this country, kid.

I'm warning you, Mr. N.,
please sit down.

Now.

What if I remain standing?

Huh?

Could I go to prison?
-Are you always like this, Mr. N.?

What brings you here,

Mr. 7756177-?

You may stand
if you're more comfortable.

But because I want you to.

That went well, kid.

-What was that about prison?
-Do I have to pay the fine?

Yes, kid, you do.

But you can pay in instalments.
No interest. Not like a bank.

-Will I go to prison if I don't pay?
-Look, kid,

I'm a basic lawyer.

A cheap one.

And I just work shifts,
so think it through.

You go home now,
you pay the fine,

and maybe stick to decaf
in the future. Got it?

I'll drive.

I'll drive. Keys.

Sure?
I don't think it's a good idea.

-Keys!
-Here, here.

See? You can speak clearly
when you want to.

N., stop!

N.!

Are you nuts?

No, no! Drive properly!

N.!
-71756177-!

I'm so glad you're feeling chatty.

I was really looking forward
to talking to you.

How long has it been, N.?
Ten months?

Ten months since what?

Don't fuck with me, Little N.

What do you want, N.?

I just want something to work for once.

I want something to be
like it's supposed to be!

-You know they're after us?
-Yeah.

Just to be sure.

Vehicle travelling
at high speed on the A-9.

Around mile four,
heading northbound.

You can't keep up like this.
I know you miss her, so do I.

Laws apply to everyone.

Actions have consequences.

N., I loved her too.

I really loved her.
You hear? So much.

But nothing you do now
will bring her back.

Hey.

Okay, okay!

Get out!

-My name is 7756177-.

I'm a regular citizen.
I pay my taxes.

I have every right to go
to prison if I want.

Get out of the car!

Now!
-Okay.

4. GRUMPY

No, sir.
There is absolutely no way.

Over my dead body.

I have the right to go to prison.

Silence or I'll have you detained!

That's what I'm asking for!

-Your Honor, my client...
-Be quiet.

I'll be quiet.

Your Honor, you're breaking
articles 407 and 408

of chapter I, section 19
of the Criminal Code...

-Don’t interrupt!
-You must incarcerate

or it will be wrongdoing.
-My fucking ass it will!

Silence!
Silence, I say!

This isn't right.

I could have easily killed someone.
I'm extremely dangerous.

You think you can mock me, do you?

You think that's what
the legal system is for,

to satisfy the whims

of the first fool to have
an original idea?

Prison is not a hotel!

Objection!

Out!
Out of my courtroom!

-Your Honor...
-You are dismissed!

Dismissed, I say!

Just you wait.
Look at me.

Remember what I say:
Just you wait.

Are you threatening me?

Are you threatening me,
you ungrateful scum?

Is nothing sacred?

What does a decent man have to do
to get sent to prison?

You're free to go, you hear?
Free to fucking go!

-You're a moron, that's what you are!
-Justice for 7756177-!

Get the fuck out!

Hi.

Good afternoon.
-Hello. How can I help?

I want to come in.

What for?

I'd like to be inside.

I'd like my wife
not to sleep with my brother.

But he's my brother and I love him.

Okay, I'll come in.

Good afternoon.
How can I help?

You're free.

PICKAXES

Hi.
Can you sign here, please?

You're free.

CHEAP FLASHLIGHTS

Who the fuck are you?

You can't object.

Listen to me, kid.

It'll be fine.
Today's your day. Enjoy.

Very well, you petulant fool.

You win.

This has gone too far.

You have compromised
the security of a penal institution

and I have no choice
but to send you to prison.

How ironic, right?
You must be pleased.

From now on,
the State will be responsible for you

and your recklessness
and frivolity.

But I will have you removed from there
as soon as I can, you hear?

As soon as I find a way.

You won't fool me.

I sentence 7756177-

to two years and two days'
imprisonment pending parole

and I hope you find
your stay there uncomfortable.

Get that cretin out of my sight.

You're so stupid, N., you really are.

Can I go to prison now?

No, kid. You're going home.
This isn't a movie.

You turn up at the prison
tomorrow before 12.

Need directions?
-I'll be there.

Don't worry, 12 o'clock.
Thank you, Mr. Cheap Lawyer.

5. SNEEZY

You're such a moron.

Will you be okay, N.?
-7756177-.

Will you be okay?

Thanks for bringing me, Abril.

You never call me Abril.

You never call me anything.

-Anyway...
-Wait, no. Will you call?

I don't know if I'm allowed.

Okay.

Anyway...

You are now prisoner 6672,

6672...

Can I choose another number?
-No.

Is the jumpsuit compulsory?

No.

I'll stay in this.

I'll need your tie and belt.

Stop!

Chilly, huh?

I was looking forward
to meeting you, 6672.

Know why?

Just because.

Because I've heard things.

Know what this is for?

Take a closer look.

I should have you pick up the pieces
and give them to me

and I'd solve it,

every color in its place,
while you watch,

but that would take time,

and you get the metaphor,
right?

I'll have someone pick it up.

I won't do it.
No, no...

Not you.

Someone who still doesn't know
it's better not to give me trouble.

Enjoy your stay, 6672.

It's a lovely prison.
You'll see.

Is there ice?

No.

Could I have a bit more?

No.

Good afternoon.
Enjoy your meals.

Hello.

Hi.

Whose bitch are you, Clean-cut?

-Why are you inside?
-I broke the law.

That's forbidden. You?

Sounds like for the same thing.

Can you move over a bit?

It's one prisoner per seat
according to the rules.

-What will you do later?
-I'll be in the office.

Hi.

-Hey!
-What's the idea?

-I saw you smuggling something.
-So?

-It's forbidden.
-Depends what it is, right?

It was for me,
but I'll let you have it.

I don't want any trouble.

The bathroom?

Press nine for essential oils.

Or zero. I can't remember.

Mr. Interesting Umbrella,
the bathroom?

The bathroom?

-Good afternoon.
-Good afternoon.

There aren't any.

No towels.

-There should be.
-There should.

Need to piss, Clean-cut?
-My name is 6672.

If you come in here,

you have to piss.

It's compulsory.
-No, you can't invent rules.

It'd be chaos if not.
-It already is, Clean-cut.

Just piss already.
Don't you need to go?

A little.

Piss, for fuck's sake!

You can't stand so close.

Can you? Is it allowed?

I think you can, Clean-cut.
I'll check later and let you know.

This is nice, right?

Good afternoon.

-Good afternoon.
-Good afternoon.

Know why there aren't towels?
-Easy.

They got rid of them.

Because of him.

He killed someone with one.

People don't know
what things are for, right, Bubba?

-My name's not Bubba.
-Sure it's not.

Bubba really likes your suit.
See how he's looking at you?

I love your suit.

Will you give it him?

We'll go now, Clean-cut.
Just me and Bubba.

And that's that.

-My name's not Bubba.
-Sure it's not.

He's not Clean-cut either,
right, Clean-cut?

He's called 007.

-6672.
-Whatever.

6672.

I call you Bubba because it's sweet.

You know you're not black, right?

It wouldn't matter if you were,
but you're like half-Gypsy.

It's sweet.

I don't like it.

I just remembered
where the towels are, Clean-cut.

Let me find one for you.

No, no, no!

It's forbidden!

It's forbidden!

It's forbid...!

It's forbid...!

What the fuck is going on in there?
Freeze!

They hit me.

It's forbidden.

It's forbidden.

It's forbidden.

-Are you okay?
-What?

-Are you okay?
-Fine.

You didn't put perfume on, right?
They told me you shouldn't.

-No, they told me.
-Good.

Good.
-What happened?

-Bam.
-You're messed up, N.

Bam, bam, bam.

I spoke to the lawyer.
-Why?

-To get you out, N.
-No.

-Yes.
-Don"t you dare.

N., don't start.
Can't you see we're worried?

-Who?
-Mom and me.

And the lawyer. All of us.

Don't you dare get me out, you hear?

I don't want to.
-The lawyer says you're out,

it's a question of time,
the judge is on your side.

That's so unfair.

The law must be abided.
-What law, N.?

All laws.
You break one, you're punished.

Don't start, N.

Punished until death. Bam.

I won't allow it.
-You won't?

I'll do what I must.

Can't you see yourself?

You're not cut out for this.
Can't you see they'll kill you?

With good reason.

And my name is 6672.

6672.

Too many numbers, huh?
Too many numbers.

Don"t let them change your number too,

you're all messed up in here.

How's Mom?

If you want to know,
come out and ask her.

-I'm not coming out.
-No Mom then.

Hey!

Can you keep it down?

You're kidding!
Like this is my fault!

That's it.

We'll talk,
but only once you're out.

-I'm not leaving.
-The prison is for all.

He's messed up!

He's messed up.
My brother is messed up!

My brother's not well.
Won't anyone do something?

-I'm not coming out.
-I'll get you out.

I'll get you out.

I'm not coming out!

I'm not coming out. I'm not coming out.
I'm not coming out...

-Do you mind?
-You can't make noise in the cells.

You can't go in another inmate's cell,
it's forbidden.

Aw, sorry, Fromage Frais,
I'm just spontaneous, you know?

How are you?

Are they treating you well?

Very well.

I'm glad. Very glad.

So glad.

Why are you here, Fromage Frais?

People are talking.

You wouldn't be
one of those wife killers, would you?

You're not allowed to do that anymore.

Who do you know in here, Fromage Frais?

Tell me.

One person per cell.
You can't have two.

You can't, it's forbidden.

I can do many things, sweetie.

It's just you don't know that yet.

Who do you know in here, Fromage Frais?
Tell me.

Nobody acts like you
unless they know someone.

You know that.

I know that too.

They say things.

You dress sharp.

Some say you dress too sharp.
Not me.

I'd never say that, sweetie.
I'm different.

I love that you dress like that.

You can't.

You can't.

It's forbidden.

Look, you should mix
with people who know people, huh?

Polite people, not animals.

That's why I want
to be your friend, sweetie.

Do you want to be my friend?

You can't be everyone's friend in here.

You know that, right?

In here, you have to choose.

Understand?

You understand me, right, Fromage Frais?

One person per cell.

It's in the regulations.

I didn't know there were
any regulations, Fromage Frais.

No.

You shouldn't act like that.

There are many ways
you shouldn't act in here.

But you'll soon see, sweetie.

Bye-bye, Fromage Frais.

You can't.

You can't.

6672.
You can't.

It's forbidden.

It's forbidden.

You can't.

BASEMENT 2

You have to be more careful.

-Why?
-You just do.

What's this?

You'll see.

I have a right to know.

I'll come back for you.

Close the door, please.

Are you a nun?

Sit down, please.

Do you believe in God?

It's better if you do.

The warden asked me to evaluate you.
Do you like the warden?

Me neither.

Tell me about your wife.

Where was she from?

Zaragoza.

When did she die?

A year ago.

Almost.
-Do you think she'll come back?

-So':?

How did she die? Details.

Did a piano fall on her?

Did she drown?
Did an intruder kill her?

Did she die of cancer?

I killed her.

How? Did you drop a piano on her?

No.

I was driving.

She drives better.
She drives better.

Before.
But... she was pregnant.

Seems a bit cliché, doesn't it?

-What?
-You have trouble hearing?

Was your wife in a movie?

Was she t-boned by a truck?

Jump a traffic light?
Someone else's fault?

Did you get distracted
looking in each other's eyes?

Was there a song on the radio?

I was angry.

With her?

Why?

You torture yourself.

You'd give anything
to tell her you love her.

Isn't that right?

Let me tell you something.

It's not a life lesson,
don't worry.

Some psychiatrists talk

and others listen.

I used to listen.

You have two options.

There are always two.

You may think you're here
because you feel guilty

or accept that you're a child.

It's that simple.

I already know your story
and I don't care.

But you have a chance
to get to know yourself.

And I can tell you'll waste it
just by looking at you.

Before...

my wife died,

I...

I just wanted one day
without making a decision.

One day!

You were a lathe operator.

How much responsibility is that?

It's better to believe in God.

Some days more, others less...

It's the only way
to not take yourself too seriously.

You...

could you help me stay in here?

I can't help you...

with anything.

Hold it there.

-Why have you brought me here?
-Ask the shrink.

No. I demand to see the warden.

Hi, my name's Julian. A pleasure.

Do you like Antonio Molina?

No...

No, no, no!
This isn't right!

I have the right to be alone!

One prisoner per cell,
it's the rules.

I demand to go back to my cell!
- I don't think it's your cell.

You can't leave me with him!
He'll kill me!

He'll rape me!

-Shut up already!
-Go fuck yourself, Clean-cut!

You can't shout, asshole,
it's forbidden!

I definitely won't rape you.

I have enough on my plate.

Hey, Clean-cut.

Clean-cut?

You're in on the riot, right?
Are you caught up in it?

-What?
-Caught up in it.

-Caught up in what?
-Aren't you in on the riot?

Marcus Aurelius says
he'll stir things up.

He's recruiting.
I thought you knew.

Who's Marcus Aurelius?

The tough guy.

Why are you telling me?

Because we're cellmates.

There's Marcus Aurelius
and Peacock.

Peacock is the evil queer,

but Marcus Aurelius is much worse.

Why are you telling me this?
Why?

They told me to tell you.

-Who?
-A C.O.

00
00

Yeah, a C.0., a screw, a boss
who said you were coming.

Just so you know.
It'll be to keep you out of trouble.

-Did you tell him about the riot?
-You're fucking kidding, Clean-cut.

Marcus Aurelius gives orders
and I'm no snitch.

I don't get involved.

I don't get involved

I just don't get involved

You want to get out, Clean-cut?

If they extend my time I do.

I'll help you with whatever,
I prefer to be alone too.

-Did they ask you to ask me?
-No, not that.

But I will say the bars
are weakest underneath.

Under the concrete, I mean.
You could get out in half an hour.

Why are you here, Clean-cut?
-Because I want to.

We're all here because we want to.
If you don't, you behave.

Why are you here?

For killing. But I didn't want to.

I'll sing you some Antonio Molina.
-No. Who did you kill?

My little boy.

So he wouldn't suffer.
But I didn't want to.

My wife died.
And it was just me and him left...

I didn't have the strength
to look after us both.

So I killed him.

But I didn't want to.

Didn't you kill yourself?

I'm enough of a man
to look after myself.

Let me sing you some Antonio Molina.
-No.

-I'll sing you some.
-No. It's forbidden.

-I'll take my chances.
-It's forbidden.

Against the bars of my cell

Against the bars of my cell

I peered out day and night

And tangled in the rosebush

And tangled in the rosebush

A flower bloomed

6. DOC

Against the bars of my cell

Against the bars of my cell

I peered out

Day and night

And tangled in the rosebush

And tangled in the rosebush

A flower bloomed

And tangled in the rosebush

And tangled in the rosebush

A flower bloomed

The rose gave me strength

And I felt love for her

I loved her like a goddess

I loved her like a goddess

For her white glow

As white as snow

I wanted to flee my cell

As my sentence lingered

I watched the rose suffer

I watched the rose suffer

Withering in sorrow

And to not feel her heartache

I ceased my escape

I stayed behind the bars of my cell

I stayed behind the bars of my cell

Of that desolate

Prison

Give me a hand.

What do I do?

Throw the rope.

I didn't know.

Throw the clothes.

-Throw them?
-Throw them.

Come on.

6672.

6672. Push me.

-Okay.
-No, I don't fit.

Are you stuck?

-Hang on.
-Now.

Push.

Come with me.
-Are you dumb?

-Go to bed then.
-No, I want to watch what happens.

Get dressed.

Okay, bye then.

Bye, Clean-cut.

Know where I'm looking, 66727

Outside.

Outside, very good.

I like it outside.

I like it inside too.
I work in a prison, you understand.

But I live on the outside.

I can see my house from here.

Did you know that?
-No.

Because it's not true, 6672.
I just made that up.

I see nothing from here.

Nothing at all.
You know why?

Know why?

Why?

That window looks out
to a six-foot-thick concrete wall.

It looks out to B block,
the solitary confinement cells.

You know who we put in there?

The hard of hearing.

That's why I asked for an office, 6672,

in the basement,

so I can see nothing,

to remind me what I'm doing here.

They told me about you.

What do you think prison is for?
Honestly.

-To be punished.
-To be punished, very good.

Our goal, 6672,
isn't to reinsert you in society.

We're not here to educate anyone.

We keep you people far from the outside
to be punished, that's right.

It's just that
you're not being punished, 6672.

You want to be here.

And that upsets the natural order
of things around here.

You're giving us a lot of work.

-I don't want to be any trouble.
-No one wants to be any trouble.

-What will happen?
-Don"t worry about that.

I want to stay here.
I'll escape as many times as I have to.

Until I'm made to stay.
-Relax, 6672.

That won't be necessary.

I don't want to leave.
I don't want to leave.

There should be two of you?
-Three now.

Bet you're pleased.

Where are we going?

The hole.

-What's that?
-Solitary confinement, asshole.

You took it too far this time.

Would you mind standing?

Can you stand up?

6672, stand up now.

15 days left.
15 days until your hearing.

Not a word out of you until then.

What hearing?
What? What hearing?

I said not a word.

Sit there and don't cause any trouble.

Don't make me repeat myself.

-Laura!
-N.!

No!

Wake up. Relax.

Relax, relax!
No, it's okay.

I'm here.
I'm here with you, you hear?

Relax.

What is it?

I need your help.

I need to know how you do it.

-Do what?
-What you do.

I've watched you since the beginning.

How do you get everyone
to care about you?

-I don't.
-Yes, you do.

I admire you.

I want to be like you.

You can't.

I don't do anything.

That's what I want.

Can you get them
to let me stay here?

What the fuck's going on?

I said silence!

You're here to remain silent!

Shut your fucking mouth!

I don't want to hear a fucking word!

Stop talking to the wall!

Stop talking to yourself!

Stop talking to me!

Lucas! Lucas!

I'm 4413177-F!

I told him.

I told him to shut his mouth,
he's not allowed to talk.

I told him:

it's forbidden to talk.

It's fucking forbidden.

Fuck.

Not a word, Clean-cut.

You heard, not another word.

You have quite the record, 6672.

Before being imprisoned, you stole
and damaged public and private property

and put your fellow citizens in danger.

Great danger.

It's not our job to judge your past,
rather your behavior here,

at the prison.

It doesn't look like things
have improved much here.

You tried to escape, 6672.

Through a window.

So you've been in isolation
for two weeks, correct?

Correct, Your Honor.

I also tricked my cellmate

into helping me,

I don't get on with anyone
and I'm a lost cause.

I'm a lost cause, Your Honor.

-Don"t call me Your Honor.
-Understood... Your Honor.

Why the lesions on your face,
66727

I fall over. I fall!

Bam! I fall!

My client has no intention
of accusing anyone, ma'am.

He is satisfied with his care.

You're requesting a 48-hour release
from this prison, correct?

The judge approves,
as I'm sure you're all aware.

It's clear on his file.

My client has indeed committed
reprehensible crimes,

but he has harmed no one.

This is no place for him.
-That remains to be seen.

6672, why should you be granted
temporary leave?

Released? Are you insane?

Don't you dare.
-Explain.

I can't be trusted. I'm dangerous.
Highly dangerous!

Your lawyer asserts
that you haven't hurt anyone.

Yet.

I'm dying to, though,
Your Honor with a Pretty Voice.

-Don't call me Your Honor.
-Can I...

be honest with you?

I've never done anything well.

Never.

At times

I've tried to do things right, but...

it never works.

I started working as a lathe operator
when I was young.

A lathe operator.

My mom is really sick, you know?

She...

She doesn't know who I am.

I sometimes go to see her,
but I don't...

I don't look at her.

I have a sister.

She's bright, dazzling.
Dazzling.

I live at her place

because my place scares me.

It scares me.

I fell in love with...

the first woman who loved me...

a little.

Who loved me a little.

I'm so tired.

Really tired.

I don't want...

I don't want to choose.

I don't want to do anything,
Your Honor.

I don't want to choose.

Let me

stay in prison,

Your Honor.

I will be good.

I will be good.

No!

I want to stay here, please.
I'm begging you!

I'll be good! I'll be good!

Let go!

No, no!

No!

No, please.

Let me in.

Please, I'm begging,
Mr. Impassable Guard.

N.!

What was that?

Whores.

What for?

For the Russians.

The Russians.

You're messed up, N.

7. HAPPY

It's only a couple of days, Little N.

You'll be back in no time.
Don't be like this.

Is it good?
Want something else?

I told Mom you were coming.
She didn't care.

She said you can rot in prison,

and what is it to her
if your head's messed up?

For all she cares,

it'd be better if you died
and stayed out of trouble.

And then she showed me a new dance move,
I think it was the twist.

I think that was it.

It was so funny, N. Priceless!

Hilarious!

I bumped into Alberto too.

He says you can swing by the clinic.
He wanted to talk to you about a frog.

And your molars are okay?

Everything okay, N.?
Your molars?

You're happy with your molars?

That was delicious, right?
Delicious, healthy, light...

Let me know if you want more ice.

Watch this.

Watch this.

Watch this.

Watch this.

Watch this.

Great, huh, N.?
Now you sit here,

put your feet up
and I'll bring you a coffee.

Are you okay?

UNIVERSAL DECLARATION
OF HUMAN RIGHTS

SAN TELMO PROVINCIAL PRISON

UPDATED RULES

VIOLENT RIOT
AT SAN TELMO PRISON

CHAOS AT SAN TELMO PRISON RIOT

RIOTING AND PROTESTS

Abril.

Abril.

A... Abril. Abril!

The prison...
Something's happened.

-What?
-It's... It's kicking off.

It's kicking off.

An extremely dangerous inmate,

Jean-Paul Petit, aka Marcus Aurelius,

as he prefers to be called
for his interest in Stoicism.

Marcus Aurelius has been named
leader of the mutiny.

Marcus Aurelius.

He's serving a 16-year sentence
on charges of assault.

Marcus Aurelius.

-He was transferred 14 months ago.
-What?

Okay, okay, okay!
Maybe you can stay longer

until it's over.
You hear me?

-Yes.

Inmates have barricaded themselves
from police and are demanding...

This is important.
Really important.

This is really... important.

Got it.

Hey, hey, hey!

No, no! Look at me!
N., don't do anything stupid!

Listen to me. Look at me, N.!

Sit.

N., you'll hurt yourself, please.

No, N.!
What are you doing? Stop!

Fuck, N.!

Stop, N., stop!

That's enough! Stop!

Put that down, you'll hurt yourself.
Please, N.

Where are you going?
N., don't you dare!

Put it down. Not the chair!

No, N.!

No, no, no!

N.!

-Let me go, please.
-No!

It's important.

-No.
-It's important.

-N.!
-It's important, for the love of God.

You don't understand.
=N.!

N.!

N.!

It's just two days.

N.!
-6672!

Don"t be like this, please.
What are you doing?

-Really important.

-N.!
-Really important.

-Don't do this, N.!
-6672!

Good evening.

The Department of Justice
are investigating

the prison workers' roles
in the situation at this time.

Syndicates are condemning the decisions.

Good evening.

Good evening.

You're out of here!

Motherfuckers!

Scumbags!

No one comes out. You hear me?

Not one of them,
is that fucking clear?

-Assholes!
-We go in on my order.

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

I'm with the press.
Relax, don't shoot.

Don't shoot, he says.

With what, shit for brains?

Shit, it's Clean-cut!
I'll come down.

Who let those two get past?

Quickly, in you come!

6672.

Hold steady, for fuck's sake.
Wait for my signal.

Clean-cut!

Clean-cut!

Clean-cut!
Let him through, it's fucking Clean-cut!

I'm a journalist, okay? Relax.
I'm with him, I'm with him.

It's really important.
It's really important.

My name is 6672.
My name is 6672.

I knew you were solid, Clean-cut.
Follow me.

Marcus Aurelius said you'd snitched,

and that's why you got out.

I told him you didn't.

I'll take you to him.
He'll be pleased to see you.

-You know Marcus Aurelius?
-Who the fuck is this?

Dick Tucker, ABC.

Liberal conservative!
One of us!

Just look, Clean-cut.

The miracle of life.

-Do you have something to do with this?
-Yes.

Write that down.

Clean-cut, what a fucking legend.

You're all right.

I knew you could be trusted.

I told Bubba.

Right, Bubba?
-No.

I thought it though.

Who's that?
-Mr. frightened journalist.

Dick Tucker, ABC.

It's a pleasure, Mr. Aurelius.
-Dick Sucker.

Did you bring him, Clean-cut?
-No.

Get him out of here.

He could be useful, boss.
He could write for us.

Our demands.
-I can do that.

He can do that.

The first guy I killed
was a penpusher, you know?

A long time ago.

Fond memories.

I can help you.

I can tell the world about
the conditions you live in,

what's going on.
-What conditions would they be?

I've stolen that paper countless times.

Whatever you want.
You decide. This is your chance.

"The greatest obstacle
to living is expectancy,

which hangs upon tomorrow
and loses today." Seneca.

-Who the fuck is Seneca?
-A Stoic, like you.

You're a Stoic, right?
-Do I look like a Stoic?

Do I look like a Stoic, Clean-cut?

And Clean-cut knows how to read,
unlike me.

Can you read, Bubba?
-No.

-Can you, Romay?
-A little.

No one knows how to read here.

And only I say who writes.

I know what a Stoic is, ABC.

But I was named Marcus Aurelius
after the football player.

I got that name
because we're nothing alike.

It's a paradox, right?

How do you feel about me
knowing what a paradox is, ABC?

Listen carefully, ABC.

You don't need to write this down.
You'll easily remember.

I don't trust you.

You just want
to see your name in print.

I trust him.
Look, he doesn't want anything.

He's a rock.

I knew straight away.

I said so straight away, right, Bubba?
-No.

But I thought it.

This guy is a man of principle.

He can see beyond everything we see.

This guy is the shit.
Write that.

Not fucking now.

When I tell you.

This dude, ABC,
is more alive than any of us in here.

I mean it.
He's the most alive person in here.

That's all.

Anything else?
-Sorry?

Can I do anything else for you?

Take him away.

Go and get some air, Pen-pusher,
we grown-ups need to talk.

The notebook.

I'll drop it off at the paper.

Stick around, Clean-cut.
Write down what I say.

I bet you have great penmanship.

First demand:

We want two hours of recreation.
No, three.

WE SURRENDER RECREATIONAL TIME

Second demand:

We want better food and more of it.
What we're given now is pure shit.

BASIC FOOD ONLY

Three, Clean-cut:

We want more TV time,
we're not animals.

REMOVE TVS AND RADIOS

Four:

We want new uniforms,

colored ones.

Five...

ONE MONTH LATER

Thank you, Counsel.

That was a moving statement.
Forgive me for not applauding.

And the prosecutor

has also done a magnificent job.

This has been...

Will the accused please stand?

Mr. 7756177-,

this has been a long trial.

Many people have come here
to talk about you.

The impeccable Mr. Frias.

Dr. Giraldez,
who unnerved me a little,

if I'm honest.

Your sister, truly delightful.

Dr. Toledo,
a wonderful storyteller.

Your cellmate,
who even sang to us.

Wonderful.

And several prison guards,

some of whom spoke in your favor,

one can only wonder why.

Can I say something?

No.

The prosecutor has explained
why I cannot set you free.

And your lawyer...

Your lawyer has only managed
to worry you.

That's why I had you handcuffed,
you understand?

Yes, Your Honor.
You did the right thing.

You can't imagine

how happy I am to hear that.

As you know, I have no interest
in sending you back to prison.

I still don't understand
what you hope to find there.

You, Mr. 7756177-,

are the unfortunate product
of an ill society.

A spoiled child who feels he suffers
and thinks he has the right not to.

I feel no compassion towards you.

If it were up to me,
I would set you free this instant.

I can't imagine
a worse punishment for you.

I am not here, however,
to fulfil my wishes,

but rather to adhere to the law.

Now you're talking,
Mr. Implacable Judge.

Shut up, kid.

-Now you're talking.
-Listen.

Sir, the way you force me
to waste the finite resources

of this nation shames me.

But you have proven yourself
a dangerous convict

and a terrible influence
on your fellow inmates.

I hereby order your transferal

from the San Telmo Maximum Security
Provincial Prison

to the Sabra Norte
Solitary Confinement Facility.

You can harm no one there.
-1 object.

It's not enough.
-No?

I demand physical restraint.

I demand to be given orders,
to be told when I can breathe.

I demand, Mr. Implacable Judge,

that I be stripped
of any personal freedom.

I demand it.

-I cannot grant that.
-I demand it.

You are not doing your job.

-I might agree with you there.
-I'll kill someone!

No, you will not.
Not there.

I'll kill myself! I'll kill myself!

I'll hurt myself!
-I won't allow it!

I'll go and live in your cell if I must.

The system has no concern for your life,

but it will prolong it
until the bitter end.

If you do not wish to make decisions,

from now on, I will make them for you.

From this moment on,
your body and mind belong to the State!

I wish you,
Mr. 7756177-,

a long and unbearable life.

With all the time
in the world to reflect

on your infinite lack of morality.

Present your hands, 433-113.

I requested a transfer
to look after you.

Don't worry,
you won't get out of here.

Hey, stop!

No, stop!

Stop!

-Stop!
-I'll hurt myself!

Hey!

Hey! Stop!

What are you doing?
-Stop!

-Are you crazy?
-Let's go!

No, no!

Help me, for fuck's sake!
-It's really important.

-Help! Help!
-It's really important!

-I'm trying, God damn!
-It's really important!

Translation: Tom Jackson
Subtitles: Bbo Subtitulado