All language subtitles for The.Billis.S01E06.720p.WEB.h264-EDITH

The problem with fairy tales
is when you start to believe them.

You bastards, give us back our stuff.

What if we don't? What'll you do?

Because, when you think
you're a hero and you're invincible,

you run the risk of becoming
the villain of the story.

Little brat!

Let's go!

I hope you can relax here at home.

Want some?

Juan!

Juan, you're all sweaty!

-So are you.
-Yeah, but…

You're going too fast.

Let's take it easy, Juan.

Juan! I don't want to!

What's wrong?

I don't know. You're acting strange.
You and your stupid little games.

Juan, I want to go. Take me home.

No. Too bad. You made me leave the party,
so now you can't leave.

Then I'll just leave.

You're not going anywhere!

Juan, what are you doing? Juan!

Juan, no! What are you doing?

Let me go!

Let me go or I swear I'll scream!

No, you won't. Shut up!

Okay.

A NEW FAMILY

Sorry!

He skipped the entire sidewalk!

-Get out.
-Let me go.

Nice and easy.

Chill, 'cause it's borrowed, dude.

Hey, shut up.
You're going to wake my parents up.

Your parents are home?

Of course not!

Hey, Leo.

Here.

-I'm going home.
-No.

I have to get up early.
I have to meet my dad at 7:00.

-It's important.
-Let's go, come on.

Let's go.

Come on…

David-san.

Why the long face?

-Is it because of the twins?
-It's nothing.

How about we have some fun?

Hey, we're out of booze.

Hey, so you're jealous I'm going steady?

You're going steady?

I knew you liked her,
but she has you by the balls, huh?

Asshole.

What do you mean?

Never mind.

Wow, man. What a cool room!

This isn't a room. It's my dad's study.

Where are your folks?

Oh, shit.

My parents? I guess they're in Miami.

I don't know. They're never here.

Where are those keys?

Where are the keys?

Is this one of those instant cameras?

What?

Nothing. Let me take your picture.

-Look at me.
-Wait.

There, like that.

Here they are.

Dude, what's that?

Something my dad has for safety.

Real safe!

Here we go.

El Indio! This bottle rocks.

Hey! El Indio, idiot! No!

In our history,
violence and the use of weapons

went up as quickly as Tom Cruise
in Top Gun.

We started by fighting one-on-one,
then gang against gang.

We went from fists to nunchucks,
baseball bats, and even knives.

But when guns came into the picture,
that was a whole different story.

Hey, how's it going?
How are things at Lady Daniela's?

Today I woke up
with his granny on top of me.

So? Was Granny good? Tell me.

Don't start with the same shit.

Hey, man.

We have a guest room over there.

Why don't you stay here?

-You sure?
-No problem.

And your folks?

Don't worry about them.
They're never here anyway.

Besides, I'm sure they'll love the idea.

Silvana won't be crazy about the idea.

She'll have to understand, right?
But don't tell her anything yet.

Welcome.

Here.

-You scared me.
-And you scared me.

Why are you showering so late?

I don't know. I had a headache.

Where were you?

With Silvana at a really boring party.

And your…

And your brother?

I don't know. With his friends?

Mom, I want to finish up in here, please.

Are you okay?

I'll get better if you stop asking.

Where's the stuff el Ruso gave you?

Yeah!

Wanna try it?

Give me that shit.

-Go on. I'll show you.
-Give me that.

That night, el Indio tried the substance
that made our country famous. Coke.

Or "blow," like the gringos call it.

A substance I never liked,

but those who did felt like superheroes

because it would give them an energy surge
and make them talk fast like a parrot.

Yor's dad works in imports.

He supplies San Andresito
and spends his money on exotic animals.

I heard they used to have
an Andean bear cub

but the tiger ate it.

Sorry.

Leo.

Leo!

Hi, Dad.

I'm sorry. I fell asleep,
but I'll get ready.

Okay.

I'll brush my teeth and we'll go, yeah?

I think something I ate
didn't agree with me.

Just give me a second, please.

Really?

Hey, give me a break.

Are you really not ready?

Yor!

Baby, my love! What a surprise, come here.

Surprise? My parents are waiting
to take us to lunch.

You forgot?

-Babe, of course not.
-You forgot.

Yeah, I forgot.
But I'll get dressed and we'll go.

Good morning! Beer?

El Indio.

It's the best cure for a hangover.

I just wanted to toast to the good news.

El Indio!

What good news?

-Nothing, honey…
-What good news?

We'll see each other every day.
I'm going to be staying here for now.

What the hell, Yor?

Idiot!

Sugar!

Sugar, wait.

Think whether you want
to be with me or not.

-Hello, Silvi.
-Fuck off, Leo.

We were gonna see your parents.
Look at Pepe.

-Baby!
-Don't touch me.

-Come on, sugar!
-I'm not your "sugar"!

It's no big deal. Just a get-together.

It's no big deal?
There's a fucking llama in your house.

You trashed the front yard
and ran over those stupid gnomes.

Hey! Don't talk to Pepe like that.

The gnomes?

Fuck my life. My mom's gonna kill me.

This one's like her God. She brought it
from the Netherlands. She's always saying:

"I got it from an antique dealer.
I brought it with me very carefully."

Son of a bitch! No!

Fuck the gnome! Look!

Fucking David!

Hey, settle down!

First, this isn't David's fault.

He brought us here safe and sound.

Second, we can fix this.

We'll fix it before your dad finds out.

Sure, easy, right? Where, man?

I know a really fast body shop.

The thing is…

You have to pay in advance
and it'll cost a kidney.

Don't worry about money.

But the gnome is more complicated.

No, it's okay. I think… I have an idea.

-What?
-I'll try to glue it back together.

-What a great idea, man!
-Isn't it?

Let's go to Chapinero, to San Andresito.

There's a garden center on 17th Street.

We'll buy an identical one
and your mom will never notice.

Or does your mom talk
to this shit in Dutch?

David. Honey, are you okay?

Yeah, Mom.

Forgive me, please. Don't hate me.

There's nothing to forgive.
Come out and go lie down, okay?

Let me check.

Drink this, please.

Where were you?

Where were you?

-With Mariana, Dad.
-All this time?

Yeah, we were…

We were watching movies and…
I fell asleep.

Do you think I'm stupid or what?
Why are you drunk then?

Don't talk about booze now.

Relax…

Now's not the time to discuss that, right?

Come, let's get you to bed, honey.

Careful, your shoelaces are untied.

Hi, Dad.

Hello.

You're here? Weren't you coming tomorrow?

This is my house.

Where were you?

I was at Yor's house.

Where's my truck?

I took it to Yor's place.

Where's my truck?

We started drinking
and to avoid having an accident,

I left it there.

Don't worry, it's fine.

Remember David? The responsible one?

He's bringing it over.

You taught me that.
You can't drink and drive.

I said that?

You took your time, huh?

I was 12 when I stole my dad's car
for the first time.

Are you hungry?

Someone once said that,
if it weren't for hangovers,

many of us would spend
the whole day drunk.

Even though that wouldn't be
my last physical hangover,

it was my first moral hangover.

Mom, I want it to be like before.

I don't wanna disappoint Dad anymore.

Or you.

I don't want Juan Carlos to hate me, Mom.

I lost my virginity.

I was crazy about her…

And…

And I couldn't tell anyone.

You know the worst part?

I really like her.

I really like her.

And she doesn't feel anything for me.

Dude, thanks for these kicks.

They're awesome!

My pleasure.

You see how that idiot looked at me?

If you want, we can tell him
you kissed his girlfriend.

Ex-girlfriend.

And she kissed me.

Poor you! You must be so pissed off.

Would you like anything else?

No, thank you very much.

-Could you pack these up for us?
-Okay.

-There you go.
-Thanks.

Do you like her?

Mafe? No…

She's hot and fun to be with, but…

she doesn't like me.

-What do you know, man?
-'Cause you just know.

Let's talk about important stuff, instead.

We need a place to hide the product.

This time, Edwin gave me a lot of it
and Yor's house is impossible.

He's got a live-in maid with a big mouth.

We can hide the weed in my room.

What about your aunts?

The worst that can happen is
that they'll steal a joint and smoke it.

You can pay now.

Why won't you believe I love you?

That there's no other love in my life?

What are we celebrating?

Honey, I needed this. Believe me.

You don't know how hard it is
for a mother to realize that her baby

is practically a man.

An irresponsible little man
that's headed down the wrong path.

Oh, no!

Honey! Please,
don't make a fuss about this, okay?

He's young. It's normal.

It's his first time for everything.
Parties, friends, life…

drinking.

Did you know your son lost his virginity?

With a girl that isn't Mariana,
his girlfriend.

That doesn't matter!

I don't condone him playing
with a young woman's feelings

while getting into bed with someone else.
That's not right.

Okay. He's a boy, yeah?

And all boys do that. It's normal.

Those boys later become
sexist selfish idiots.

I don't like what he's been up to lately.
It's not right.

And I don't like the fact
that you're becoming bitter.

So please drink this.

Tell me the truth. You're celebrating
that I'm going back to work tomorrow.

How about we make the most of it?

They're cool, huh?

I gotta go.

See you around.

See you. Don't throw away the boxes.
Keep them for me.

Look!

You got new kicks, right?

Thanks to whom?

Look at me go.

What's with you?
You're not being yourself.

No, I'm the same as usual… Tired, but…

Who the hell did that?

Just tell me.

Let's see if he still wants
to fuck with us.

Some acts of violence can be justified.

It all depends on your point of view.

We were defending Andrea's honor.

But none of us realized
that we were turning into vandals

BASTARD
PIG

that believed the end justifies the means.

Hey, this could look good here.
We can see who's coming up from behind.

-Hey, can you do me a favor?
-What?

I left my car at Yor's place.

I need you to pick it up
and drive it to my house.

-Why?
-Well, 'cause…

Leaving Yor's house, I crashed it.

-What? How?
-Yeah, man.

-How?
-I don't know. I hit the sidewalk.

I sent it to get fixed.
I told my parents you're bringing it.

-Me?
-Yeah, you.

Or are you gonna let me down?

-No, I'll do it.
-Okay.

-Don't worry.
-Careful.

Careful, you'll fall.

Hey…

I'm sorry it didn't turn out well.

It's okay. We all make mistakes.

I'm really sorry.

He turned out to be a jerk,
and I don't want to deal with that.

You don't deserve that.

Leo!

Leo!

Look!

Check me out.

Look what I got!

No!

Wait!

While everyone celebrated their loot,

especially Juan's tape collection,

I couldn't process
what was going on at home

or in my heart.

I was dating Mariana,
but I was in love with Andrea.

Yes, sir.

-Mr. Vega is ready to see you.
-Thank you.

Thank you.

Just a minute. He's almost done.

Yes, sure.

Yes, I know.

A million dollars in cash to build

a shopping mall in Miami.

Yes.

No, don't worry about that.

I'll arrange it.

My friend with the plane
will deliver the money, as usual.

All right. I have to go.

Yes, right.

Thanks for being so nice
and coming with me.

You even brought bodyguards.

No, how embarrassing!

No, I'm embarrassed.

I know this wasn't the plan.
But if I refused, Leo would be in trouble.

Don't worry, I'm happy to help.

We have the rest of the afternoon.

Yes, of course.

Hey!

-What?
-You like partying, huh?

Yeah!

Wait…

I've never done this.

What? Kissing?

Kissing, yeah. But…

Nothing else.

I'm sure you've done a ton of stuff, but…

but I really like you.

I really like you, too.

Yeah?

-Wait…
-What?

I don't want you to feel pressured.

-Really?
-Really.

You set the pace.

Okay. I'll set the pace.

Here are all the financial statements
from last year, sir.

Cristina, thanks.

Wait. I gave you the wrong one.

These are the official books.
What we send to the Treasury Department.

And that one?

The internal one, the real finances.
But you'll work with that one.

Please, Gustavo, tell me…

Tell me, who in this country
doesn't have two sets of books?

What businessman declares
all his income? Nobody!

-I'm not talking about a few pesos!
-It's totally normal.

I'm talking about millions of dollars!

So, instead of learning from people
who know how to make money,

you come up with any excuse to quit!

Helena, if I accept, I could get
into legal trouble. You understand?

A legal mess could land me in jail.
You want to see me in jail?

Please, I'm an honest man.
A frank, righteous man, and you know it.

That's why you love me, right?
Tell me it isn't true!

Tell me!

What about Ernesto? He's crooked.

I won't risk my reputation
to make a few extra pesos

so we can go on vacation to Irotama! No!

What reputation? Please!

If I had known you'd be such a coward

for this, for our marriage, I swear
I would've done things differently.

We're headed nowhere.

I'll just get another job.

How long will it take? Tell me!
Another six months?

We should stop screwing around
and just get a divorce.

Please don't say that.

You can only talk like that
if you're being serious.

Okay?

I am being serious, Gustavo.

I want a divorce.

What?

So, money's more important than our love?

-Than our family?
-No.

It's not about money.

I don't love you anymore.

Hello.

What's going on?

You have to understand
that your parents changed

and we don't have anything in common now.

-It's my fault, right?
-No.

No. Look, honey.

No. Listen to me, please.

This has nothing to do with you.

Don't blame yourself
for your parents' decisions.

Tell me the truth.
If it's my fault, I can change.

I swear I won't get drunk again,
I won't spend the night out,

you won't have to argue
over my problems again.

Please, Mom, don't get a divorce.

Please…

Listen to what I'm saying.

This has nothing to do with you.

Okay? Nothing at all.

I don't want you to learn that it's okay
to sacrifice your happiness.

No.

It goes without saying that,
back then, divorce was a taboo issue.

The institution of marriage was sacred

and divorce was a social disgrace.

Now, I respect my mom for her decision.

But, back then,
I could only think of one thing:

that I was going to be the son
of divorced parents,

the product of a failed marriage.

Come on, Mafe!

Good!

This one's for you!

That's it!

No! If you keep playing like that,
all the girls will beat you, idiot!

Shut up, stupid! Can't a girl win?

You're stupid! Bitch!

-What?
-Don't mess with her, bastard!

Hey, David!

Leonardo!

What's going on? Enough!

It's a one-on-one fight.

-Help him!
-Let me go!

Leo!

Hey, are you okay?

Leo!

No! Hey!

It's enough. Enough, enough!

Okay, stop! It's okay!

Enough!

Get out of here.

-David started it!
-I don't give a fuck!

You went too far, motherfucker.
I have David's back.

-El Indio, wait!
-Fuck yourself! David!

-Fuck you, asshole.
-Enough!

-Let's go!
-David!

Okay, enough!

What's wrong, kid?

My parents are getting a divorce.

And it's all my fault.

That sucks, right?

It's hard when you realize
your folks aren't as happy as you thought.

What?

Are your parents also divorced?

No, much worse.

My dad went for cigarettes
and never came back.

I'm really sorry.

No, don't be sorry.

Thanks to that, I am who I am today.

But look… You're el Indio.

I can't say that. Look at me. I'm nobody.

I'm insignificant.

I can't even fight 'cause I get scared.

'Cause I'm a coward, a fake, an impostor.

That's bullshit, kid. I've seen you.

Remember when you stood up to us?

Wanna know why
I let Yor keep your sneakers?

'Cause I knew you'd come back for them.

Want to know why?

Why?

Because I look at you and I see myself.

I assure you that you're more Billi
than any of those guys.

You don't like being called "kid," right?

I didn't like being called "el Indio."

Really?

Listen…

You fought hard, and that's brave. Here…

Take it, kid,
until you feel more confident.

And stop thinking
about your parents' shit.

We are your family. Your new family.

Leo must really like you, huh?

He covered up for you
when you crashed the truck.

What? I crashed Leo's truck?

Relax, it's under control.

-Hey, are you okay?
-You okay?

Yes.

Fucking Diego, he messed you up.

It's okay.

Actually, I wanted to thank you.
I really owe you one.

What are you talking about?

El Indio told me about the truck.

You want to get some ice?

No, it's okay. I'll wash up and go home.

-You sure?
-Yeah. Sure.

-Thanks.
-No prob.

-Hey, where's Lady Dani?
-In the bathroom.

-Awesome.
-Yeah.

Where'd you get it?

Lady!

Lady!

In there.

What's going on?

It's better in here. Want some?

The twins are really hot,
but they're bad news.

I dunno what el Indio and Lady Dani see
in the twins, but they're whipped.

The coke quickly distorted

El Indio's perception of reality.

What?

That powder, aside from giving you
a false sense of being omnipotent,

hides all your self-doubts
and insecurities.

It's like the ego's kryptonite.

What's all this?

Your dad is going to stay
at your uncle's house for a few days,

until he finds an apartment
for both of you.

For whom?

Since she works so much, we decided

it'd be best for you to stay with me
while she's travelling.

No, that's not going to happen.
I'm staying here.

-We're not asking you.
-You can't force me.

-I'm staying here.
-David…

What? I'm staying here, period!

-David!
-I'm staying here!

Were you in the women's bathroom?

What is it that we did?

Come with us, please.

Couldn't you keep your mouths shut?

-I won't ask again.
-I'm so scared!

Move it. I'll go with you.

What's he talking about?

Everything's fine. Don't worry.

-Okay, move it.
-I'm also going.

Don't do it, dumbass.

You're all motherfuckers!

Motherfuckers! Bastards!

What? You're so tough, right?
Get this shit off of me.

So proud, acting like the good cop.

You want some too? Son of a bitch!

You can't lock us up like dogs.

Look, asshole.
I demand you let us out. Got that?

Or you'll face the consequences, asshole.

Make all the fuss you want.
You're sleeping on the floor.

This is kidnapping!

When someone is as far gone as el Indio,

they need a big wake-up call
from someone with authority.

The problem is
that he didn't believe in anyone anymore.

And whoever stood in his way
became his enemy.

The world is full of people
who aren't worth it.

But, over the years, I realized

that you have to thank those people.

Because they make you realize
who actually is worth the trouble.

Gentlemen, I'm Major Chávez, commander
of the Usaquén police station.

Bastard! Who do you think you are?
Get us out of here.

You can't lock us up for no reason.

Apparently, you were consuming
psychoactive substances

in the mall's restroom.

You were having sex in a public restroom.

Don't you think these are enough reasons?
Or do you need more?

What are you gonna do? Put me in jail?

Take this bastard out.

It's not the first report
I've gotten about you.

Not just from the mall.

People in the neighborhood say
you're the one selling drugs in the park.

You don't have any proof.

I'll tell you one thing, buddy.

You keep stirring up trouble in the area,

and I'll make you disappear.

Okay, why don't you do it already?

Bastard! Why'd you hit him?

-Bastard! Dude, el Indio!
-Son of a bitch!

Dude! El Indio! You okay?

Fucking cop! Dude! El Indio! You okay?

Dude, talk to me! Dude!

El Indio! You killed him, asshole!

When you fall and hit rock bottom,

it's the perfect opportunity
to realize what you're made of.

But some falls…

are hard to get up from.