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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

THE FOLLOWING IS A FICTIONAL STORY

INSPIRED BY SURVIVING ESCOBAR
BY JOHN JAIRO VELÁSQUEZ VÁSQUEZ.

CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS
HAVE BEEN ALTERED FOR THIS PROGRAM.

Authorities have seized
a submarine at a military checkpoint

over 600 miles from the ocean.

The individuals transporting it
had no documents or shipping license,

and were unable to explain
their reason for having it.

Nevertheless, it is believed to
belong to traffickers

who were planning on using it
to export drugs out of the country.

- I told you it wasn't a good idea.
- Shut up, asshole!

Don't say anything!

Don't say anything!

We just lost a lot of money,
and one of your men.

You told me they were good.
That they knew how to do things right.

If we don't get that shipment
to the Mexican,

we're going to have a big fucking problem.
We have to figure out what to do.

Hey, man. Look.

If I were you,
I'd accept the offer, Colonel.

NATIONAL PROSECUTOR

Your other option
is a prolonged internal investigation

that will inevitably result
in your termination, and incarceration.

I agree with
the President of the Republic.

Your services to this country
have been exemplary,

and your career
doesn't deserve a shameful end.

Mr. Prosecutor, all I wanted was...

To divulge classified information.

You know perfectly well what
the consequences are for treason.

This is a situation in which
you must choose the lesser of two evils.

And...

when do I leave the country,
Mr. Prosecutor?

Today.

THE TRUTH ABOUT JJ

THE APPOINTMENT WAS
AT THREE IN THE AFTERNOON

AN HOUR LATER I KEPT
WAITING FOR THAT PERSON,

WHO PROMISED ME THE TRUTH
THAT NEVER ARRIVED.

We'll stash the merchandise
in a fruit shipment.

Once it's in the port,

our men will take care
of loading it and getting it to sea.

From there, our ship will pick it up
and take it to the unloading zone.

Will it work?

Yes, the route is good, boss.

If everything goes as planned,
it shouldn't fail.

Look, you get the merchandise
on the truck,

and we'll take care
of the rest. Don't worry.

All right.

J.

Come here.

Look.

A little gift from your friend.

The reporter Ana María Solozábal.

THE TRUTH ABOUT "JJ"

And what's this shit?

Didn't she leave the newscast?

Yes, she left.

So then, who is she writing this for?

The whole world, bro,

because she's publishing
all her investigations on the internet.

- Hello.
- Ana María.

- John Jairo?
- Oh, you still remember me.

I've been thinking a lot
about you, too, doll.

You can't imagine how much.

I was reading your work
on the internet. Congratulations.

Did you like it?

Very much.

It's very well written. Well done.

But you neglected
to mention a few things,

and you're mistaken about others.

Excuse me?

Well, considering who your father was,

you should be careful
with what you say.

What about my father?

Would you believe
that he and I were actually colleagues?

Oh, stop spouting such nonsense, Popeye.

No, it's not nonsense.

I was doing some research, asking around,

and thanks to a friend,
I discovered the truth.

What truth?

Your father and I worked
for the same boss:

Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria.

All my father did
was try to catch criminals like you.

No, don't believe me. It's fine.

But if you're curious,
check with the guerrillas.

The ones involved
with the Palace of Justice siege.

And ask them if your father
helped get some of them out of jail

by order of Pablo Escobar.

Look, I don't have to ask anything, okay?
Stop with the nonsense, Popeye.

You wanted a good headline.

There you have it.

"Reporter attacking Popeye turns out
to be daughter of a mafia judge."

That's a good one, right?

Shouldn't he be here already?

Let's wait, bro. We have to wait.

No, it's already been a long time.

Nothing, no one's answering, bro.

MIRACLE ESTATE

Here's what I promised.

GENARO ROMERO'S LAWYER

A pleasure doing business with you.

I imagine it's all there, right?

Don't be surprised
if you find a little extra.

- Well, what?
- Nothing, bro. Nothing.

Where the hell is Trujillo?

Well if what you promise is true,
it'll be a pleasure for me as well.

- What a start, right?
- I know.

Take it to the office. Don't let it out
of your sight. I'll be right there.

Very good, Dangón. Very good.

Are you sure?

All right.

All right, see you back here.

Why is the friend you recommended me
selling coca leaf to someone else?

No, Pope, I assure you...

No, you don't assure anything, asshole.
We fucked up from the start.

I need you to find out
who is doing business with him.

All right? And we have to start
producing coke right away.

If we don't come through for that Mexican,
you know what'll happen to us.

Mr. Genaro Romero Orjuela
has fifteen tons ready

and can send them to you today.

- Are you interested?
- Very.

Good. If that's true, this could be
the beginning of a beautiful partnership.

- Cheers.
- Sounds perfect, sir. Cheers.

No good?

Nothing that you've provided
matches the quality we need, sir.

CAPITAL PRISON

I know that you're one of the most
important men in the organization.

And you have important information
on many confidential issues.

And you think I'm going to give you
that information for your newscast?

I'm not working for the newscast.

This is personal, Mr. Galeno.
It's about my family.

All right.

But you can't record or write anything.

I don't have anything.

What do you want to know?

There have always been rumors
about the relationship

between the guerrillas and Pablo Escobar.

How much truth is there in that?

A lot.

Escobar and the guerrillas
had some business together a while ago.

The Palace of Justice?

Not sure what you're getting at.
Why don't you just get to the point?

Did you ever hear
about Escobar bribing judges

to get some guerrillas involved in
that operation out of jail?

I know of a couple comrades were able
to get out, thanks to a judge...

named...

Solozábal.

Solozábal, yes.

Bernardo Solozábal?

I don't know his first name, but I'm sure
the last name was "Solozábal".

Why?

Thank you.

Can you tell me
where the rest is, asshole?

Look, Edgar, forgive me,
but I had some logistical problems.

No, bro.
You need to understand something.

I don't give a fuck
about your fucking problems, dude.

What I do care about
is you making good on your promise.

No, you'll have it,
but I need you to give me a few days.

Have you forgotten us
getting you out of jail, bro?

Us saving you from the gringos?

- I know.
- Well, it doesn't seem like it, asshole.

Look, I promise you that I'll make sure
the next delivery is complete.

I'll give you a special price.

See, there's your problem, dude.

You think my boss
is looking for discounts.

- No, bro, it's to make up for it.
- Let me tell you something.

We risked our men, and a lot of money,

to get you out of jail

because you promised you would
deliver all the coke in the world to us.

No. Don't worry.
I'll start right away, okay?

No, not "I'll start", asshole.
We needed it yesterday. Fuck you, asshole.

What's the news, bro? Tell me.

CAPITAL PRISON

They told me that they're in.

- They accepted.
- No way.

You are now partners
with the Lord of the Skies.

No fucking way.

Bunch of faggots!

Have you forgotten us
getting you out of jail, bro?

Us saving you from the gringos?

- I know.
- Well, it doesn't seem like it, asshole.

Look, I promise you that I'll make sure
the next delivery is complete.

I'll give you a special price.

We risked our men and a lot of money

to get you out of jail

because you promised you would
deliver all the coke in the world to us.

No. Don't worry.
I'll start right away, okay?

No, not "I'll start", asshole.
We needed it yesterday.

Fuck you, asshole.

That's all of it.
The Mexicans cancelled the deal.

Now Popeye won't be able
to get close to the Lord of the Skies.

That's the only communication we have?

Yes. That's the last of it.
He hasn't communicated with anyone else.

What do we do?

Do we take him in again,
go for it, or what?

It doesn't make sense
for him to be free

if he can't get close
to the Lord of the Skies anymore.

Hello.

Your work as a drug lord
didn't pan out for us.

- What happened?
- What happened with what?

With the Mexicans.

I'm working on it.

Well, apparently not very well

because I heard them
tell you to go to hell.

- And how do you know that?
- Because it's my job to know.

To be three steps ahead of you.

Look, things aren't panning
out like we planned.

But that's just business.
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose.

But we have a deal.

You said you'd deliver
the Lord of the Skies to me.

- And I will deliver him to you.
- When?

I don't know.
I have a few more tricks up my sleeve.

It benefits me too
if this all works out, you know.

You want me to give you the Mexican?

Stop calling me every five minutes.
Let me work.

Well, bro,
this isn't the end of the world.

You're free, and you don't have
to fulfill your deal with the Mexicans.

Stop talking bullshit, man.

After what they did to get me out of jail,
you don't think they'll make me pay

for coming up empty?

Those guys have
more important things to worry about.

They can worry about thousands of things.

That doesn't make them any less fierce.
They'll get me sooner or later.

And?

You're in your country.
You have your people. What's the problem?

The problem is I have a tombstone
with my name on it.

We can't wage war against them.

Do me a favor and find Alirio.
I need to talk to him.

Tell me what you want me to do,
and I'll do it.

"I'll do it."

Since you started doing coke,
the only thing you've done is screw up.

So go find Alirio for me right now.

Right away.

Believe me. I'm serious.

Popeye is done. We knocked him out.

That dog is dangerous, Dangón.

- Even more so when he's injured.
- Injured?

The old J.J. is done for, Genaro.

- We only dealt him a hard blow.
- A blow he can't recover from.

You're a rookie.
You don't know what these people are like.

Don't you remember Escobar?
Popeye is cut from the same cloth.

He won't rest until he finds out
who screwed him over.

Well, he'll only hit a wall then.

He can't beat us.

And if he tries to attack,
we'll be waiting for him.

And who told you we'll be waiting for him?

If we want to finish him off...

we have to take advantage,
now that we have him on the ground.

Listen to me.

This is what you're going to do.

If the Mexicans blew me off,

it's because they already had
someone else lined up.

Someone else is selling to them.

The Bolivians?

They produce a lot, but I don't think
they know how to transport it.

What do you think then?

It has to be someone from here.

Oh, damn it.

It could be the same guy
who worked with the Putumayo people.

Definitely.
And what did Heriberto find out?

Nothing.

He couldn't get
the information you asked for.

And nobody is giving him any leads.

He asked everyone we know,
and no one has a clue.

Who could've bought all the coca leaf
that Trujillo promised us?

We're going to have to work to find out.

It's because of him
we're in this fucking mess.

It's quite simple.

If your old boss has the information,
you find him, and you get it out of him.

He won't tell me anything.
I know he won't.

Especially now that he knows
I'm working for you.

Well, tell him I told you to fuck off
because you screwed me over,

and I'm on the hunt to kill you.

He'll kill me. He'll definitely kill me.

He won't hesitate to blow my brains out.

It's your fault
that I'm in this fucking mess.

You're the one
who recommended that asshole.

- I know, boss...
- No, it seems like you don't.

Because you would've
already fixed this if you did.

J, calm down.

What will you achieve by killing him?

We need him alive, J. Not dead.

- Because he's your friend, asshole.
- J, you can trust him.

That's why I brought him to you.

Are you looking for answers?

He's the only one
who can help us get them.

If he betrays us, I'll chop off his head
and bring it to you myself, J.

- How did it go?
- Good. It's done.

- Do you need anything else?
- No.

- If you want, bro...
- Go do what I told you to do.

Right away.

All right, my friend.
How are we going to resolve this?

Considering who your father was,

you should be more careful
with what you say.

All my father did
was try to catch criminals like you.

Your father and I worked
for the same boss:

Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria.

J.J. managed to completely throw me.

He plunged me into a hell
of not knowing who my father really was.

From one moment to the next,
the man I had loved and idolized

turned into a stranger.
I needed to find out the truth.

The guy works
with a lot of people around here.

That's why he's so powerful.

The thing is he doesn't go anywhere alone.

He always has
one of his best men with him.

That's not a problem.

At some point,
he'll drop his guard, and we'll get him.

I know someone, a girl,
who's close to him.

The maid?

No, she's like a nanny
who takes care of his kids.

Here, take this. Stay out here.

I don't want the kids
to see a gun in the house.

- Surprise. Turn around.
- Hello, boss.

Listen to me.

Your kids face two immediate futures.

One that'll be very, very bad,

or one that'll be good.

Decide which one right now.

Well, bro?

You're a dead man, John Jairo.

I swear you don't know
who you're messing with.

Are you done?

Why are you acting like this?
Remember our deal?

What the hell do you think you're doing?

You and I had a deal.
And I never got the merchandise.

Give me a week, and I'll get it to you.

That won't work now.

You made me look bad.

What I need is for you to tell me
who you sold it to,

who you're doing business with.

Talk, son of a bitch.
It's in your best interest.

You and I can be very good friends,
we can keep doing business,

we can be partners.
But first, tell me who's sabotaging me.

If you don't want to tell me, fine.

I'll kill your family right in front
of you, and then chop you up.

So you decide.

Can you believe Trujillo told me
that Genaro Romero...

was the one who bought the merchandise
we were going to sell to the Mexicans?

No, that's not possible.
Romero is screwed.

- Oh, that's a bunch of lies.
- Well, that's what he told me.

He paid double what I offered.

That's a lot of money.

I'm sure he offered it
because he had nothing to lose, you know?

So you really think that he's the one
selling merchandise to the Mexicans?

I don't know. You tell me.
You're the one who knows them.

Would they trust a rat like him?

Bro, it's just this simple.
They showed up because they wanted drugs.

That's why they got Alicia out of the way.

When I told them we could send
all the drugs they wanted,

they were happy.

It's simple.

You couldn't do it, so they found
someone else who could supply them.

You think that the Mexicans

already had a Plan B
while they were doing business with me?

Genaro would never be the Plan B.

Tell them they can count on me.

If they can help me get out
of this shithole I'm in,

I'll start right away.

Where did you get that?

Do you really care about
where the recording came from?

Because what should really
concern you is what it says.

The Lord of the Skies already
has his Plan B ready.

I'm contemplating the same thing.

Romero won't negotiate with you.

Genaro realized
that you were selling to the Mexicans.

He had someone find out who was selling
the cheaper coca leaf to you.

He screwed you out of it
and made the Mexicans a better offer.

It all makes sense.

The issue is who told him
about the deal you made with them.

Because to make them a better offer,
he had to know the original.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Don't be ridiculous. I'd never do that.
How could you think that?

I have a job for you.

I need you to spy
on Romero's lawyer, okay?

Follow him everywhere.

I'll do whatever you ask, bro.

But remember that
the police are looking for me too.

And if they catch me, what then?

That's not my problem.
You still owe me a debt.

Do you intend to make me pay
for the rest of my life?

That's not your concern, either.

1 MONTH LATER

It's been more than a month, Dixon.

NATIONAL PROSECUTOR

Yes, I know, Mr. Prosecutor.

How much more time does J.J. need?

Not much.

Well, John Jairo has been
making significant progress.

Significant?

How close is Velásquez
to delivering the Lord of the Skies to us?

Dixon.

You know that everything
you said in there was a lie.

You know that J.J. lost contact
with the Lord of the Skies.

- But he'll get it back.
- Oh, really? How?

- I spoke with him
- Oh, yeah? And what did he promise you?

Dixon, I don't understand
how you can keep trusting a liar like J.J.

- We don't have any other choice, Mancipe.
- Yes, we do.

We can choose to accept
that this operation has failed.

- It hasn't failed.
- Oh, no?

- Well, then?
- Look, when I got into this,

I knew that it wouldn't be easy
to get to the Lord of the Skies,

but I still risked it.

Now, among all the options that we have,
this is the only one that can work.

I don't believe that.

I don't give a damn
what you do or don't believe.

You're not here to judge my work.
You're here to help me.

And if you can't,
go find something else to do.

If I can get rid of a colonel,
I can get rid of a fucking detective.

Well, this is when...

things get complicated.

Right now, the jail is incredibly secure.

Ever since the incident with Abel,
there's been more rules and surveillance.

It's insane, you understand?

Well, that's better for us, J.

They must be thinking exactly
the same thing as us.

"There are more rules and surveillance."

They start falling asleep,
they start relaxing, and then we...

Bam! It's perfect.

Yes, you're right about that.

It's good to have a lot of enemies
because you're always on your guard.

Otherwise, you let your guard down,
and that's when they kill you.

And if we get that to work?

You get the rat who sabotaged our deal
with the Mexicans off your back.

And you want to guess
why they'll come back?

For you.

It's simple.

We need double what you sold us.

- Double?
- That's right.

Of course. You got it. Great.

What a great decision
you made in switching buyers,

choosing us instead of John Jairo.

Serrano.

Serrano, can you hear me?
What's going on?

Serrano. What's going on?

If you wanted to know what I was up to,
all you had to do was ask.

How are you, Counselor Serrano?

Or should I call you "boss"?

My men told me you were spying on me.

I suppose it must've been
John Jairo's orders, no?

I think that's good.

I think it's good
that a criminal like J.J.

views Romero Orjuela
as a danger, a threat.

Because he is.

NURSING HOME

This is good, thank you.

Ana María.

- It's good to see you, Marta. How are you?
- How's it going?

- Fine.
- So long since I've seen you.

- Yes, well, I've been working a lot.
- Yes, I've seen you a lot on the news.

- Yes. My mother?
- Waiting for you. Come in.

Thank you.

You have to be patient.
She's had some very difficult weeks.

What happened?

She's had some very severe
episodes of depression.

Why didn't you tell me, Marta?

- Because she asked us not to.
- I don't believe it.

There she is.

- Do you want me to bring you anything?
- No, thank you.

- Hi.
- Is it my birthday?

No.

Yours?

No.

Then what?

I needed to see you
and spend some time with you.

All right, I'll tell him.

What? Did you tell him
what I asked you to?

Because I'm of more use to you alive.

Really?

Ramírez.

Give me your gun.

How... how does this work again?

I stand...

I aim...

It feels strange, doesn't it?

Especially for men like us,

who are used to
doing everything by the books.

Rules, decrees, the Constitution.

The code, cajoling, tricks,
loopholes, bribery, blackmail,

greased palms, payoffs.

I've never had to kill anyone.

And I would have liked
to give you the honor of being my first.

But Genaro has other plans for you.

Although...

knowing him like I do,
my dear Counselor Serrano,

I'm certain you will regret
not being my first.

You will wish
I had killed you today instead.

He pardoned you,

but you're not going to like
what he has planned for you.

Believe me.

- How are you?
- Good.

They told me you've been
having a difficult time.

No, that's not true.

Are you taking your medication, Mom?

I always take it.

Forgive me for not coming so often.

I know you're very busy.
I've seen you on the newscast.

I don't work there anymore.

That's great to hear.

Mom, I've been thinking a lot
about Dad recently.

And I need for us to talk about him.

Hello, my friend.

- Sir.
- I'm here for Carrillo's order.

Oh, you're Mr. Sandoval.

Jorge Sandoval Apóstol.

Well, hell.

It doesn't look fake at all.

- Here's your money.
- Thank you, sir.

- Who are you?
- You're Monedas.

I don't know you.

Calm down, bro.

You know the only people
who visit you in prison are your friends.

Bullshit. I don't have any friends.

Look, bro, I've heard good things
about you and your abilities.

I heard that you're very skilled
at what I need you to do.

- And who told you that?
- Popeye.

He told me that he met you here

and that you're a good man
who can be trusted.

What does he want?

He wants to help you.

He knows you have money problems.

You know, the first thing he did?
Pay half of the debt you owe the bank.

And he'll pay the other half
when you do what we ask.

Who's the guy?

Look, bro, we have a problem
with someone here.

Genaro considers you
a very valuable man, Counselor Serrano.

He knows that you're the one
who helped multiply John Jairo's fortune.

You're the one who found a way
to launder the money

and move the merchandise.
And he wants you.

But on one condition.

You give us J.J.

It's simple.
You deliver John Jairo's corpse to us,

and I'm sure that Genaro
will repay you handsomely.

He'll give you a position that a man
like you deserves, Counselor Serrano.

Well?

How did it go?

Alirio was trying to call you.
You had us worried.

Why didn't you answer?

Well?

Were you successful?
Tell me what you found out.