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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.

PARAMILITARY CELLBLOCK

Inmate Mahecha, the supplies
and toiletries have been delivered

as you requested.

What more do you want?

Inmate Mahecha, did you not understand
what the director asked?

Attention!

Inmates from cellblock two
have neutralized the riot

and we're going to begin
liberating the hostages!

The riot has been neutralized
and we'll begin liberating hostages!

Move. What are you doing here?

Get the hostages
and regain control.

Move, come on.

Ruiz, there's a contingent outside.

Keep the families and press in check.
Move, come on. Quick.

Listen up.

Inmates at cellblock two want to thank you

for your patience and cooperation.

I also want to remind you

that any damages occurred,

will be reflected
on your wives and children.

I also want to take this moment

to apologize
for any harm or inconvenience

inflicted on those
from other cellblocks.

So, on my command, we're going to
go out and into the main cellblock.

Two minutes from now I don't want to see
any weapons, so let's hide them.

- Understood?
- Yes, my Commander!

Open doors, personnel outside.

In an orderly fashion,
please, form a single line.

Thank you very much.

Hide the weapons, go.

Quick, commandos, clean that fast.

Make it really clean, quick.

Empty it. Empty it all.

Quick, bro.

When I think about the families
of those victims that, for so many years,

haven't been able to bury their dead,
I wonder:

What comfort do they get? None.

The drug war in this country
has left hundreds of scars

in many Colombian families.

Door, door. Quick.
Quick, ladies. Quick, over there.

Over there. That's it.

Quick.

I need you to clear
the barricades on that side there,

clear these barricades also, gentlemen!

Pay attention!

Quick, lady, quick!

Over here. Quick.

Be alert, fellows, alert.

Quick, lady, quick.

We're going to regain control
of this cellblock, okay?

- Yes.
- Wonderful!

Everybody freeze, freeze there!

Freeze, freeze there!
Everybody freeze!

Go outside, go outside!
Everyone move outside!

Check his cell, very thoroughly.

Up, come on.

Today, brother.

Party's over!

In formation! Form lines of three.
Did you not hear or what?

In formation! Party's over.
Did you think you owned the cellblock?

Gentlemen, in formation. Did you not hear?

- Relax, calm down.
- Calm down? I am calm!

Half of the guards stay here
and search everybody!

The other half go find me some corpses.

Someone is going to pay
with over 30 more years of jail.

- Tarquino.
- Sir.

- Move it.
- Come on.

Check them, all of them.

All of them.

Check back there.

What's this thing?

What does it smell like?

This is some weird crap.

Come on, come on.

We're live from the capital prison

where just a few minutes ago
the police and the prison guards

managed to regain control.

So far there is no official report
of any casualties.

Oh, my God, thank you.

Let's see, gentlemen!

You move over here
and form a line on this side.

And you move to the other side.

Move, now!

Is something funny?

You'll remove your clothes immediately.

You heard me.

Clothes off, gentlemen!

Don't get excited now.

Quick, gentlemen. All your clothes!

All your clothes, you heard me!

Don't make those faces.

Commander, the football court,
workshop and visitor area are secure.

- Casualty report.
- No casualties, Commander.

- Are you serious?
- Very serious, Lieutenant.

There are no bodies.

- Where is he then?
- There is something strange.

Down at the workshops
there's this deadly smell.

Shit.

I said all of your clothes!
All of them!

What's this nonsense?

CAPITAL PRISON
DRUG TRAFFICKERS CELLBLOCK

Why mess with us?
It happened in the paramilitary cellblock.

They held our visitors hostage.

What's all this fuss?

Torres, sir.

Down at Potro's cell
we found a body we don't recognize.

They found a corpse in Potro's cell.

Why don't you ask him?
That was his boyfriend.

That's his corpse.

Fine, but Potro is missing.

Look alive, bro.

Why don't you search
the paramilitary cellblock?

Look alive, baby.

Commander, only inmate
Adriano Camargo is missing.

How so? Where did he go?

Where could Mr. Adriano Camargo have gone?

Or should I be asking for Mr. 3H?

It's you who should keep tabs
on the inmates, not us.

Of course, sir.

Because we're their babysitters.

We need to keep tabs
on everyone, right?

Did you forget or what?

Attention, all units!
We're looking for Mr. Adriano Camargo!

Report.

Negative, Commander.

He's not in cellblock one.
And Potro's gone.

They're not in cellblock three
or the nursery.

What is this?

Tarquino, do me a favor.

Take Urrego, Galeno and Mahecha
to the hole. Oh...

- and Velásquez too.
- As you order, Commander.

- Fine.
- Don't push me.

Against the wall.

- Get against the wall.
- What's your problem?

What's your problem?

Move it. That's it, stand there.

Stand there, gentlemen. So fierce.

Let me tell you something.
You're digging your own grave.

- Get against the wall.
- Cut the nonsense.

Against the wall.

Don't you understand or what?

So brave, so brave.

Angarita, get them wet.

Die, you son of a bitch.

That's it, that's it, nice and wet.

- Our...
- There you go, nice and wet.

Do you like that, gentlemen?

Stop, stop!

I hope this refreshed your memory, okay?

Now you're going to tell me
where I can find Mr. Potro...

or Mr. 3H.

No one?

Fine, all right.

Angarita.

They didn't learn their lesson.

CAPITAL PRISON

All right, gentlemen.

Let me show you what your new home
is going to be from now on.

Very careful, boy.

I won't go in there.

- I had nothing to do with the riot.
- Really? Watch.

- Careful, dummy.
- Shut up.

What is it you want?
To put that tombstone up your ass?

Too bad the presidential suite
was taken.

Excuse me, sir.

- Stop.
- I know where I'm going.

- I know where I'm going.
- Quick.

It's an abuse of authority!

- Talk to my lawyer.
- You're violating my rights...

my human rights!

- Look who's talking about human rights.
- Of course.

- You'll get your lawsuit!
- You can't do this!

You're also going in, sir.

Strange, isn't it?

We've been telling you
the exact same thing for days,

to stop this nonsense, and you couldn't.

I didn't start this riot.

That's just bad luck, my friend.

It smells like shit, get me out of here.

Now, gentlemen.

I'll leave you there
so you can reflect on things.

I need you to tell me
who's going to answer

for Mr. Potro or Mr. 3H.

I'll give you some time now.

You'll have to be careful.
You're on thin ice with me, bro.

Gentlemen, come on.

Thin ice, bro.

What's up? What happened?
Did they turn up?

No. Neither 3H or Potro
are to be found anywhere.

Shit, shit, shit.

What am I going to do?
What do I tell the press?

What story do I invent, huh?

With all due respect,
the press isn't important right now.

- We need to know what happened.
- What happened?

You let them escape, that's what happened.

What? What now? Tell me, what?

The numbers are off, sir,
two more are missing.

If I may...

Pineda found a container
in the workshop with an odor.

- I think our answer is there.
- What are you saying?

They used acid
to dissolve the bodies.

Now I'm screwed.

You're the one who screwed me.

And they're mopping the floor with us!

They do what they want!

Look into that container.
The numbers will be right or else.

I can't do that.

What do you mean you can't?
You'll do it.

Some people are not missed.

You'll do it. That's final.

The press is waiting.

So incompetent.

- Here comes Bejarano.
- Bejarano.

Doctor Bejarano,
can I ask a few questions, please?

- Tell me.
- Dr. Bejarano, what was the outcome?

What's the fallout of this riot
at the prison?

I want to thank the press
for helping to sort some things out.

First, I want to say

that if it hadn't been for the state's
timely intervention,

the results could have been disastrous.

- But everything is under control.
- From where we are,

we could hear a few gunshots
and some detonations.

Is anyone wounded or deceased?

- The outcome is one casualty.
- About that,

does it have anything to do
with the attempted escape

that took place?

- I don't know what you mean.
- The escape attempt.

That information
was leaked to the media.

Well, I'd like to tell the press
that we did a head count

and it matches the records
we have at the prison.

Which means that information
is neither clear nor true.

We're negotiating with the inmates.

As soon as the government clarifies
and analyzes the issue, I'll let you know.

- Excuse me.
- A message for the families, Dr. Bejarano.

Dr. Bejarano, please.

MOUNTAINS OF COLOMBIA

I'm here, gentlemen.

I thought I wouldn't see you again.

Me too, my darling.

Brother-in-law.

Thank you.

Who the hell is that?

He's a minor little narco
that I found at Abel's cellblock.

He helped me out. He was wounded,
I couldn't just leave him there.

- You do know how to complicate your life.
- No, relax. There's no debt.

Whatever you like.

Get my husband a drink!

Thank you for having me.

Pedro Rentería.

El Potro, at your service.

Take this guy away.

- And change his clothes.
- Yes, sir.

Easy, my friend, easy.

Did you hear that, Iván?

With all due respect, you're an idiot.

And so is the guy you sent to kill me.

You can't take me, you fag.

You know what? I'm really sorry
they didn't kill you, asshole.

Just give me time.

Are you hearing this, Galeno?

You'll have to give back
those packages I paid you.

Those thugs of yours
who weren't able to kill J.J. and Potro

are not worth shit.

I was scared shitless in this shithole,
you half-ass drug dealer.

Who's going to answer
for my two dead men?

That just shows how these lefties are.
What do you want?

You want me to pay for the service
and go pray, baby?

Faggot.

Well, cut the crap.

Listen to this one, listen.

From the mouth
of the dog who hijacked our visit.

Listen.

Silence, ladies.

I hope the time we gave you
let you reflect on things

and refresh your memory.

Anyone.

Come.

Get me out of here...

and I'll tell you who helped 3H escape.

Guard, I need to use the bathroom.

Use a bottle or a bag, sir.

Snitch.

- Militiaman, snitch.
- Silence.

Be very careful, boy.

Tell me. How did the jailbreak go?

- Was it J.J. who got you out?
- Yes, that guy made quite a mess, brother.

- Without him, we wouldn't be here.
- He deserves the credit.

He's not as foolish as I thought then.

I'm sorry, sir. Phone call.

- Who is it?
- Bernal.

Do me a favor, Sanabria.

Tell Rogelio to get two vans ready.
I'm going down.

- As you order, my Commander.
- Agony!

Hello, Bernal.

Castañeda, what happened to your
brother-in-law?

My driver is telling me one thing,
but they're something else in the news

Confirmed, he's right next to me.
There's no problem at all.

- We'll be in touch.
- Yes, no problem,

but one thing
before you hang up.

Where should I send the bill?

How much are we talking about?

That's nothing, nothing at all.

Since it's for a friend and all, brother,
that'll be 100,000 greenbacks.

Don't mess around.
Are you going to play it like that now?

You think you can rip me off?

It's not like we're
talking about a shipment.

To me, it's like we are, brother.
It's the same thing.

Getting that load out of prison
took a lot and that's the price.

- Lower it, Bernal.
- What do you mean lower it?

This is like a restaurant.

You already ate, now you have to pay.

Let's do this...

go and charge J.J.

Give him the bill,
he's the one with the money.

I have nothing to do with this.
We'll be in touch then. Bye.

But...

Such a son of a bitch, bro.

Mr. Bejarano, the one responsible
for that jailbreak was J.J.

That's the truth.

Now, inmate Mahecha.

We all know the influence
you have in cellblock two.

A finger can't be moved
before you give the order.

But that's just hearsay.

You know I wasn't
the mouthpiece for that riot.

You were the brains, sir.

Can you prove that?

Can you prove that J.J. was responsible
for the jailbreak of 3H and Potro?

People saw him participating in the riot

with the other inmates.

There are also witnesses
who heard him calling the stash truck.

I see. You mean to tell me

that even though you belong
to the same organization as 3H,

you were not involved.

I'm simply doing my time.

I try to do it the best I can.

Take him to the yard.

Door!

PARAMILITARY CELLBLOCK

- I need the phone.
- Bye, bye.

Hello, my love.

- How are you?
- Oh, Abel.

I can't sleep peacefully.

Calm down, my love.

Look, everything here is calm, quiet.

But I wonder, why do you like
to get in so much trouble?

Why must you make such a fuss
while you're in prison?

If this call is gonna be
just you nagging, let's hang up.

What nagging? I'm not nagging you, Abel.

At least ask me about Brayatan.

The boy was very scared
after going to visit you,

all that shooting.

Yes, you're right. Look,
tell the boy that I love him very much,

that I miss him and that I'll wait
for him next visitation Sunday, okay?

In the meantime wait for me tomorrow.
I'm going.

Tomorrow?

I don't think they'll let you in.

Why not? I'm going with the lawyer.

You don't want me to go, do you?

Let's talk tomorrow,
you're making my gastritis act up.

Victo...

- Be careful.
- Be careful, then.

Slow down, slow down.

- Oh, my dear mother.
- Oh, my child.

I'm so happy to see you.
Oh, thank you.

- How are you? How are you feeling?
- Quite disheveled, as you can see.

But happy to see you, darling.
You don't know how much I've prayed

- for us to be together again.
- I can imagine.

But you're so skinny, Alexandra.
No, lady, you need to be strong

for my little devil.

- Let me fix you...
- Don't go to the trouble.

- Mrs. Rosa, how are you?
- Hello.

- Very well. How about you?
- Fine, thank you.

- I'm very glad.
- Okay.

What's the next step, detective?

We're waiting for the prosecutor
to write the agreement.

Once he's finished it,

we'll bring it here
so Alexandra can sign it.

- That will be all.
- Okay, sir.

- Okay. If there's nothing else.
- Excuse me. Mrs. Rosa.

- Thank you.
- Be well.

Take care, good evening.

Come. Sit down and rest.

Careful.

Oh, Alexandra, darling.

I know you must be
in a lot of pain because of J.J.,

and that this wasn't in your plans, but...

Look at me.

You're doing the right thing,
this is what you needed to do, okay?

Oh, mom.

This is so hard.

- But I'm paying the price.
- No, you're not paying anything.

Who said that?

See what J.J. has brought to your life.
Pain, suffering, trouble.

- Look at what's happened to me.
- But mommy...

- I'm scared.
- Oh, my dear.

Scared of what?
The Holy Father is with us.

- Yes.
- Don't you think

we'll be able to start over without
John Jairo in our lives?

- We're tough, Alexandra.
- Yes, yes.

Right? We must look ahead, dear.

There, there. Don't cry, darling.

- I don't want to hurt you.
- Calm down, darling.

Let's see.

Did you hear that, J.J.?

You can piss like a horse
if you want, boy,

but I am going to ask you a favor.

Don't shit yourself because your crap
must be as rotten as you are, bro.

They brought back
the damn dog of a militiaman.

Hello, Mr. Velásquez.

How's that vacation going?

Just wonderful, you fag.

Oh, I'm glad it's wonderful,
'cause you'll spend quite some time here.

They've told us everything.

- What you're talking about?
- Don't be a fag.

You were the one
who helped with the break out.

- Dog.
- Bejarano.

I told you
that you couldn't trust that dude.

Whatever they told you,
you can't prove anything.

You'll pay for this crapper.

No, you'll pay for it,
once I speak to my lawyer.

Which lawyer? The one they killed?

You think that's the only lawyer
in this country or what?

Here they grow on trees.

You'll need to find a tree
where really good lawyers grow...

because you're finished.

You're balls deep into this, you hear?

No one trusts you, no one.

Not even your wife.

She also thinks you're a savage.

Let me tell you something.

Your wife has been talking to the DEA.

Maybe they'll get her singing their tune.

Or instead of having her sing,
they can do a few other things to her.

Get out, son of a bitch, get out.

You won't mess with my head.

Get out, you fag.

Let me do my time in peace.

Son of a bitch.

Potrico, all I can offer you
is a driver's position

so you can go up and down this mountain
fetching and delivering stuff.

No, Commander.

I'm not up for that anymore.
I've done it already.

The other vacant position
involves digging latrines. Your call.

You know what, commander?

I appreciate all you've done.

The clothes, the food.

But I'd better go to Medellín.

I have some friends there,
they can give me a job.

It's a good idea for you to go to
Medellín, but we have a little problem.

Thing is, you came inside the ranch.
You know this property really well.

What if you decided to talk?

How can you think that?

I won't say a single word.

- I know I can trust you, then.
- Of course.

Look, let's just say that...

I have never been here.
You and I don't know each other.

That's fine with me.
I wish you a lot of luck.

So much so that I'll have
one of my men walk you to the bus

so you can be off.

- Don't worry, I know...
- Let me take care of it.

- Sanabria.
- At your service, my Commander.

Walk this man to the highway
so he can catch a bus.

- Don't go to all that trouble.
- No trouble.

- I can...
- It's nothing.

- Come.
- Yes, my Commander.

Walk this gentleman to the highway.

Gladly, my Commander. What's up? Let's go.

Wait, wait, the highway's not this way.

Where are you taking me?
Oh wait, it hurts...

Well, rats.

Outside.

It's nice you changed your mind
because I was dying in this hole.

Thank the human rights commission
for deciding to come.

Open up, I have things to do.

Very busy, sir?
What if we keep you locked up in here?

- Open up.
- Look at my face, faggot.

Because you'll pay in the long run.
So watch your ass, bro.

Why do you say what you'll do?
Don't announce it, do it, son of a bitch.

- Take care.
- All right then.

Enough with the smooching, gentlemen.

Let's see, busy guy.

Get dressed fast,
I can't introduce you like this.

Move it, sir, move it.

What should we do
with the beauty queen?

- Where is Abel?
- He's not here.

Velásquez, your lawyer's here. Walk.

- I don't have a lawyer.
- Tell her yourself.

I need to escort you there.

Are you over your bad mood, my darling?

It wasn't a bad mood.

Understand me, Abel.
I was horrified out there.

- I know, but relax, my love.
- Thinking something bad had happened.

- Don't worry.
- That's your visit, J.J.

Are you J.J.?

John Jairo Velásquez Vásquez.
Call me Popeye.

You're a scumbag to your wife.

- I don't know what that means.
- You don't?

She's hurting and pregnant,
and you're in here all macho.

You miss out on filet
and gnaw on a bone.

My darling, stop. Come on.

No, nothing.

- Listen.
- I'll tell you,

you don't even know
the kind of tramps you mess with.

They throw you under the bus.

When we were outside,

Pati told Alexandra and me
that you had hired her.

- Outside? You were with Alexandra?
- Yes.

Poor thing came and left.

Devastated obviously, being pregnant
and finding out such a thing.

You don't do that to a woman
in her condition.

With all due respect, lady.

That tramp was here,
but I didn't sneak her in.

Isn't that right?

- Oh, no? Who did then?
- Eh, stop, darling, stop.

Who snuck her in?

- Who snuck her in?
- Calm down.

- Who snuck her in?
- Stop it, relax.

Don't mess around now, okay?
Come on, sit down.

- Stop it.
- Tell me, who snuck her in?

No one snuck her in, no one did.

- Good morning.
- Good morning, Mrs. Rosa.

- Come in.
- Thank you, so kind.

Excuse me.

Alexandra, good morning. How are you?

Did you bring the paper?

Of course I did.

Here's the agreement and everything
you'll give the prosecution.

As well as
the compensation you'll get from us

for all your cooperation.

What, darling? How does it look?

Well...

At first glance
I see nothing strange.

Very well.

Then let's sign.

My pen.

Nice to meet you.
My name is Teresa Rendón.

John Jairo Velásquez Vásquez.

I'm a lawyer representing Mr. Bernal.

They told me you're here to see me.

I said that to get in.

What I bring you...

is an invoice.

For services rendered by Mr. Bernal.

What do I have to do with that?

You have nothing to regret.
You did the right thing.

That's right.
I also want to congratulate you.

You made a very good deal
with the prosecution.

You and your mom will be safe with us.

As long as you tell us
everything you know.

We will cooperate, sir.
We're people of our word.

Very well.

Where's the stash?

Where's the stash, Alexandra?

I don't know.

Listen, lady.

You pay for what you eat,
borrow, or what you lose on bets.

And I have done none.

So you'd better tell your client
this is not my problem.

I understand perfectly,
but here I am telling you.

You have a debt to pay.
I'm following orders.

Do me a favor and tell your boss
he is the one who owes me

because I got his brother-in-law
Castañeda out.

You need to send someone else
to explain that to Castañeda then.

- Because my client is Mr. Bernal.
- Same shit, different smell.

What do you think?
I can fight anyone right here for you.

- You know I don't care.
- Stop bitching!

Look, Mr. Velásquez,
I don't have all day to argue with you.

My time is money.

I need a precise argument.
What should I tell Mr. Bernal?

When and where
will you pay your debt to my client?

When hell freezes over.

Tell him to come and ask for it himself,
you hear?

Tell me the truth.

- You want the truth?
- Yes.

I called her.

No more.

- Victoria.
- Look at me.

Look at me,
because you'll never see me again.

- I won't come back.
- I thought I was clear.

You won't see the child either,
I won't let you.

Don't mess with the child.

- Don't mess with the child.
- Let go.

Stay with those tramps.

Stay with her.

Alexandra, do you
think we're kidding around?

You just signed a deal
with the prosecution.

Don't make things hard
for you or your mom.

Cooperate.

Where is it?

I'm not kidding around either, sir.

If I say "I don't know where it is,"
that's because I don't know where it is.

I've never been there,
I have no idea how to get there.

Think.

Where's the stash, Alexandra?

Let's see, he...

- He did talk about a map.
- A map? What map?

Where's that map? Who has it?

The map is hidden.

Where?