All language subtitles for NLH

NETFLIX PRESENTS

SOME TIME AGO IN NORTHEASTERN MEXICO,
PARTICULARLY IN THE CITY OF MONTERREY,

A COUNTERCULTURE MOVEMENT KNOWN
FOR ITS LOVE OF CUMBIA FLOURISHED.

IT CALLED ITSELF "KOLOMBIA."

TERKO: SOMEONE STUBBORN, RESISTANT
TO CHANGE REGARDING HIS/HER ATTITUDE

Ulises!

I thought I'd already missed you.

What are you doing here, Chaparra?

For you. So you wouldn't miss us too much.

-How did you do it?
-You know...

Let's go already!

Go on, they're waiting.

Damn it, Chaparra.

Call me, okay?

Terkos forever.

Hey, Mr. Lo?

QUEENS, NEW YORK, UNITED STATES

Dude!

This way.

Just take the trash out.

Not much. Quick job.

And...

Scoop and painting materials.

Maybe...

Hi, honey, hold on a second,
I'm doing some work stuff.

I'll call you right back. Sure.

Love you.

What do you think?

Quick job.

Three weeks for that job.

Come on!

Four days. Don't fuck with me.

Not paying you more.

-No, three weeks.
-No way.

Okay, good luck then.

Hey, dude, let's go! What's wrong?
Are you stupid today or what?

Yes, who's calling?

I want to send a shout-out to my crew.

Sure thing, brother.Â
Where are you calling us from?

From the other side.

From where, brother?

-From New York.
-Wow, how international!

Who's the shout-out for?

-It's for...
-Brother, they're telling me

that they're about to makeÂ
an official announcement.

But please, hold on, don't hang up yet.

Let us at least write down your shout-out.

The Federal Government.

My fellow citizens,

Mexico is going through many changes.

Since my first day as President,

security has been the highest priority
for my government.

This is the issue to which we're giving
the most attention,

as we increase manpower
everyday in order...

Let's go!

He can help you.

I came to give you a message
this afternoon,

one for all the people that are suffering,

so they can hear the voice of God.

He's the only one
that can change your life,

just like he changed mine

when I was most desperate,
sad, and lonely.

Okay, dude! Stop it, already, bro!

Quit drooling, dude.

You look like you like black cocks.
Come on!

He's in love with one of those
African American guys.

Come on, dude!

-Hand me the other one.
-Just take one.

-I can take another one.
-Where are the boots I gave you?

They're for your own safety.

Don't be so stubborn, man.

-Let's do it. Let's keep going.
-Come on, buddy.

Well, well, looks like he's
going to be in a magazine.

Which one?

Which one do you think?
Animal Planet, probably.

-For sure, dude!
-He does have a chicken on his head.

A FEW MONTHS EARLIER

All the crew to the dance floor.

Feel the rhythm.

And to everyone from the crew
of the Devils of the 113.

Everyone raise your hands! Let's go!

Work it, work it.

And that's how you dance cumbia.

That's how you dance cumbia
here in Monterrey.

And who do we have here?
All the Pelones, your people,

the Esquineros. Everyone dancing cumbia.

Everyone, start getting in gear,

because tonight...

Tonight we're cranking it up.

For all the people tonight,

let's enjoy and follow
to the "Kolombiano" rhythm.

The Kolombian music and cumbia
that we'll experience tonight dancing.

People, start your engines

to the rhythm of this cumbia.
Feel it, feel it.

There. For all the crazies out there.
Move your hands up.

Up, up! Work it, work it!

That's how you dance.

And keep dancing!

Work it, work it!

Work it, work it!

Come, enjoy this cumbia.
Feel the cumbia tonight.

¡Viva la cumbia!

What song do you want, Nono?

Play "Cumbia Campesina"
from Los Corraleros.

For sure, it's coming up.

-And a shout-out to yourself, you're cool.
-Thank you.

-Ulises!
-And another one to the Payasos...

Ulises, go get some Coke!

...Chiquis, Pow, El Fresa, El Grano...

For fuck's sake! Are you deaf?
Hurry, go get some Coke!

...to everyone, to Chiqui
and the Naughty Ones, okay?

Hey!

...and the ones from Valle del Sol,
and the Scandalous ones,

and also a shout-out to the Marquis,
the Cres-bians, and the Crazies.

What's up, Terko?
Can I have a little for a beer?

No, dude, I don't have enough.

-Not even a five?
-Nothing, dude.

Damn, buddy.

I think I saw you dancing one day

I think I saw you showing off

At the square of my hometown

Dancing cumbia, dancing cumbia

And I remember that beautiful melody

I remember dancing you told me

How sweet this is

How sweet this is

Hey!

-I'll beat the crap out of you.
-Come down, dudes!

-They're beating up IsaÃ!
-Who is?

Some assholes from the courts.

What did that idiot do now?

They said he stole some chains.

-Follow him and you'll get it.Â
-Get off, dude.Â

Go talk to Leon, dude!

You'll come down eventually, dude.

Go fuck yourselves!

Get down, dude.

Hurry.

Hey! Ulises!

This kid wants to hang with us.

-What? Are you a Kolombia?
-For sure.

-What's your name?
-Leo.

-Who do you run with?
-With no one.

Maybe we should just beat
the crap out of this kid.

-Are you sure you're a Kolombia?
-For sure.

I'm wearing this sweatshirt
but my baggy clothes are at home.

"Sweatshirt?" You mean "hoodie,"
dude. Don't be stupid.

-Has he been up there yet?
-Not yet.

Let's go then, Sweatshirt.

So what's up? Are you in school?

No, dude, I got expelled.

-What did you do, kiddo?
-I slapped the principal.

-Oh, please!
-That's a real Terko, man.

This fucking radio is worthless.
It's all shout-outs and no music.

Shut up. You're not Kolombia, dude.
Don't pretend like you are.

I think this bitch was listening
to Norteñas, right?

-Norteñas? Really?
-What a fucking narco.

What's up, guys?
You can't go through here.

But, León, buddy, we don't have a dime.

I'm not charging a toll.

Why would you think that?

I'm an honorary Terko.

So why can't we?

When I went around the corner

I saw two armored trucks.

That street is no good.
I snuck through the alley,

-and outsmarted them.
-Hey!

My cousin just texted me,
he said the street is closed.

-Another gang or what?
-It's the police.

They're probably hunting someone down.

Let's turn around, dude.

Really, man?

What, are you scared, or what?

Don't be stupid, we don't even know
what's going on up there.

Let's turn around.

-Let's go.
-Hey kids, give me something for a beer!

Get a job!

I sing in buses, dude!

I'm not lazy like you.

Be careful anyway, kids,
it's ugly up there.

I'm going this way too. I'm not stupid.

But be careful, kids.
Bless you anyway. Watch out.

Calm down, dude. He's a friend.

What's up, kids?

What are you up to?

-The cops were blocking our way.
-Oh, shit.

They don't come this way.
They know better.

-Who's that kid?
-That's Sweatshirt, man.

-You looking to get high?
-Cool, but we're out.

-We don't even have money.
-So you're leaving?

-For sure, dude.
-Give them some so they taste it.

No, it's cool, dude. We're leaving.
For real.

-Okay.
-Okay, man.

-Take care.
-Let's go, Terkos.

Hey, Ulises! Just a second, brother.

Come here, man.

Hey, dude.

Those are good kids.Â

Look after them. They're so young.Â
Especially Sweatshirt.

He looks like a little kid.

I wish I had someone like you
to watch out for me when I was a kid.

But it didn't happen.

And how's the family?

-They're fine.
-Cool.

And your siblings?

-They're good.
-They must be so big.

That's nice.

Tell your brother we miss him around here.
Me and him started this gang.

It's too bad that so many brothers
are in jail.

Want a cigarette?

We're here if you need us, brother.
For anything.

Sometimes I envy him.
He's in a nicer place.

I have to hustle here to survive.

I remember when you were a kid.

You couldn't talk,
but you already knew how to dance.

-All right, man.
-We're here.

Hey, Terkos! Pure star symbol, bros.

For sure!

Stay sharp!

But this is too big for me.

Look, bud, this is a trick I learned
from my dad at the penitentiary.

-So they won't fall.
-Hey, your favorite!

-Oh, shit. That's nice. Cool.
-It's cool.

That's baggy as hell, dude. It's great.

This shit is cool.

I just brought it from my house.
It's one of my favorites.

You like the color?
Or do you want another one?

This one looks cool, dude.
It matches her Converse.

-Yeah.
-It's cool as shit.

-You know it.
-Slutty red.

Sure.

You have such pretty eyes, dude,
you should flaunt them.

They ran away as usual, bro.
They're our bitches, like always.

They're just kids in diapers.

They didn't get it at all,
so we chased them back to their hoods.

And that's when the fight stopped, bro.

But it all went back to shit.

And then Jeremy, Pekesillo, and Ulises
jumped in.

So we got into a fist fight
with the kids from Los Padres.

Fuckers. We beat the crap out of them,
but they got a few punches too.

But I didn't run away. You know,
I was with Isaà and his Terkos.

-Right, bro?
-For sure.

"For sure?" Speak up, you bitch!

-Talk like a man.
-For sure.

-Louder, I didn't hear you.
-For sure!

-Louder, I can't hear you, bro.
-Fuck yeah!

You know I don't give a fuck.

We were in the middle of a fight
when the fucking cops showed up.

How I miss my lovely savanna
Stuck at the mountain range

Waiting for the time
To go back to my homeland

Back in my neighborhood
A doll I used to date

The distance kept me sad

From all the longing
A cumbia blossomed out of my chest

And a tear ran through my cheek

Cumbia from the soul
Cumbia that rises early

Even over imprudence
With persistence

Looking for endurance which I find

It makes me so sad, so sad

The distance, it makes me

So sad, it makes me so sad

Being so far away from my homeland

It makes me so sad, so sad

The distance, it makes me

Being so far away from my homeland

Hurry up, it's late! Let's go!

This kid's trying to find his dickÂ
to jerk it off but he can't.

The hair! Does he think
he's in Dragon Ball Z or something?

He looks so mad,
I think he's trying to transform!

Hey! He can't come in.

Why not? He looks like a kid,
but he's old enough for it.

Come on, bud, let him in.
You already know him, dude.

And we've been clients here for a while.
What's up with that?

-Come on, dude.
-You know what?

Fine, go.

Want to dance with my friend?
What do you think?

This is my friend.
He just got here from Mexico.

Hey, papi.
Are we gonna wait for the next song?

-Is he a fag or just shy?
-I think he's both.

The song is paid for. Come, let's dance.

-Come on buddy, get up.
-Let's go.

-Go, dude, go dance.
-Let's go.

You don't want to dance?

Not to this shitty music.

Then buy me a beer.

Come.

Give me the money.

I'll get the beerÂ
because that bitch hates my guts.

For me, it's even better
if you don't want to dance.

-I do dance, but not to that shit.
-What do you like then?

-Kolombias.
-What? Colombia?

That's the music I like.

Colombia isn't a type of music.

Colombia is a country. My country.

-Are you Colombian, for real?
-Me and half of this neighborhood.

What Colombian cumbia do you like?

Are you trying to test me?

How old are you?

Don't even tell me,
it'll make me feel bad.

Do you know what kind of music I like?

Binomio de Oro. Lizandro Mesa.

That's the type of music I like.

You're kidding me!
I have them all here, look.

"Cuando Lo Negro Sea Bello."
It's been ages since I heard that song.

Listen.

This sounds weird.
I think it's running out of battery.

And so am I.

It's on purpose.

If it's slower, it lasts longer.

On purpose? Why? What for?

I believe that when it's slower
you feel it more.

Thank you for the beer.

Change the batteries next time.

Bye.

Take him home.Â
We're going to keep partying.

Sure. You know how to get home, right?

All right. Let's go, dude.

-Quickly, bro.
-Right away.

Come on, Chaparra!

YOU CAN COUNT ON MY WORD

Let's go. Fuck this.

Let's go.

I like it. It has a thick edge.

Didn't I tell you?
I knew he'd pick that one.

How long will it take you?

Not that long, it'll be quick.

-Right away, then.
-You got it.

With him I have a home

For a long time

You can't give orders to your heart

It falls in love on its own

-Come on!
-You almost hit it!

-You almost hit it.
-Hey, hey.

Hand me that joint.

Let's show off our new banner.
The new Terkos flag.

Take the next oneÂ
so I can be in the picture.

Flash the gang sign, everyone!

Go on, play it.

Looks good like that.

Kolombiana cumbia!

Come on, Terkos, let's go!

Let's go, Terkos!
Dance the Kolombiana cumbia!

Go, Terkos! What's up?

Good job, Peke!

There's Pedro! What's good?

-Dance the cumbia, baby.
-Let's go!

Cool, cool!

-What's up, boss?
-What's up?

Welcome to the Kolombiana
music empire, bros.

Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Kolombia.
The best of the best of the neighborhood.

What are you looking for?

I was looking for something cool.
A little bit of everything.

Look, bud. Check this one out.

I have some vallenato tunes.
And some sonideras.

And I have some slowed down ones,
really cool Kolombias.

There's some Kolombias from Peru,
and some from Argentina.

And what about this?

-No, that's mine, it's not for sale.
-Why not?

It has everything you see here on it.Â

-How much for it?
-Come on, bro.

Since it'll stay in the neighborhood,
I'll make an exception.

I guess it's your lucky day.

Give me 2,000 for it.

-That's a lot.
-For sure, yes.

What's the lowest you'll go?
We're family, right?

Come on, bro, it's worth it.

But let's do 1,500.
That's the lowest I'll go.

We can get you the money,
but next week though. Does that work?

Sure, bro.
Only if you're serious about it.

I mean it, for real.

It's for the Terkos, dude.

Fine, make it 1,500 and it's yours.

We got a deal, boss.

God bless you, bro. Stay sharp, kids.

We have to start saving
so we can buy it.

We can't spend our money on alcohol
or drugs. Nothing, dude.

Did you hear how many songs it had in it?

Yes, it was a shitload,
and from everywhere, dude.

-Hey, kid, you got five pesos?
-I don't have anything.

-It's for a good cause, brother.
-Come on, don't be a dick.

Come on, give it.

Whatever you have, bro.

-Come on, let's go.
-Come on.

How much did you get?

What the hell, kids?

I saw what you did, you little bitches.

Don't do that shit here.
Get the fuck out of here.

Why not? This is our school.

So what? I'm telling you not to.

What's your beef?
We aren't messing with you, dog.

So what, you bitches? I'm telling you now,

don't do that shit around here.

You got five pesos, friend?

What's that guy's problem?

Let's get the hell out of here.

-Stay chill and let's go.
-Yes, let's get out of here.

-Well, whatever.
-At least we got something.

Fucking shit.

What the fuck now?

What's up, bro?

Your homies already told me.

We were in school trying to get some cash
and they came to scare us away.

-And did they scare you away?
-No, not really, man.

I came to check what's up.

Are they rivals, or what?

They're a bunch of pussies trying
step to us, but it won't happen.

-Come, show them.
-Watch this, come.

-My name is Shadow.
-And why are you here?

-They sent me to keep an eye on you.
-Keep an eye on us?

-Yes.
-Do you know who we are?

Holy shit! They chopped off his head.

And they got off easy.

For sure. So what,

I know you're Terkos and all,
but Pelones till death, right?

For sure.

Cool.

-Call us if you need us.
-Okay.

-Cool.
-Cool.

Take out your radio, Chaparra.

It ran out of battery.

Come in, make yourselves at home.

-The bathroom?
-Here. Hold on.

Come in, go ahead.

-Put the beers away.
-Where at?

That way. Close the door, bud.

I'll get my laptopÂ
and get the party started.

We woke up your friend.

Don't worry about him, he doesn't bite.

Hi.

Answer, or they think you're rude
as well as ugly!Â

Hey, bitch, have a beer.

Go sleep in the room if you want.
But don't be jerking off.

Let's keep partying.

What's up, want to dance?

-Come on, bro! Show your moves!
-Dance!

-Come on, dance!
-Dance!

Fine. I'll dance,
but only if I can pick the song.

Let's see what kind of shit
this dude plays.

Hand me the cable.

Here, dude. But don't break it,
or you'll have to pay me back.

This guy.Â

Oh, wow, look at this kid!
Who would've thought?

Why did you stop it? I liked the song.

No, dude, my speakers are going
to get screwed. I better play my music.

There.

You should pass your hat around,
maybe you get enough for a taco.

What?

Show us your moves, dude.

What? You didn't like that, or what?

Fuck you, dude. You want to be black,
but you don't have the moves.

-What did you just say, asshole?
-Are you deaf, or what?

You better leave before I beat
the crap out of you in front of everyone.

Calm down, dude. We all get
made fun of when we're new.

What a fucking loser.

What, dude?

You're all a bunch of pussies,
go fuck yourselves.

Hey, you bitch!

One dollar.

Do you want me to do that job upstairs?

That Chinese guy told me
and my buddy last week

that he needed some work done
on the rooftop.

He's asking something upstairs
about the roof.

Gather the trash and take it down later.

Trash. Downstairs. Okay?

Yes, sir. Sure.

See you later. Do a good work.

-Hey, sir?
-What?

Do you have an electric...

an electric cable?
An electric cable, so I can...

So I can have light.
I'll tell the guy downstairs.

I'm almost done taking the trash down.

ROOMS FOR RENT.
DAILY, WEEKLY, MONTHLY

-Okay.
-Want to go check?

-What?
-What to go check my work upstairs?

No, I can't go up there every day, man.

My back hurts.

What about the paint?

-Painting? Upstairs?
-No, no.

Painting.

Next time. Thanks.

No English speak.

My Spanish... isn't good.

Your hair.

My hair?

It's cool, I guess.

I mean, it's not as cool as it could be,
but it's cool, right?

Wait, are you speaking in Spanish?

I just told you, I don't speak English.

I don't understand.

Well, we're both in the same boat,
because I don't understand you.

We'll show you the moment

when the teacher starts singing
with the children

despite the violent gunfire
they were hearing outside.

Let's listen to it.

Kids.

It's all right. We're safe in here.

But, please, keep your heads down.

Let's sing a song, okay?

-Yes!
-Let's sing a song... I know!

And the drops...

Answer, fucking Chaparra.

Come on, brother,
you won't get it any cheaper.

I'm telling you.

I'd take it if I were you.

Come on, kid. It's cheap.

And it's even cheaper
by the week. Or the month.

-Who are we?
-Pelones!

-Who are we?
-Pelones!

-Who are we?
-Pelones!

-Who are we?
-The Terkos!

-Shout-out to the Devils of San Nicolas.
-The Terkos!

Shout-out to Ulises, Jeremy, Sweatshirt,
IsaÃ, Chaparra.

To Wendy, Negra, Pekesillo, Chida,
to Prendida, and all the Terkos.

Hey, my friend and I want
to get a picture with you.

Oh, really? The celebrity!

He thinks he's the shit
because he knows how to dance.

-He won't even talk to us anymore.
-Yes, for sure.

With buns like those,
you don't even need the meal.

We only came for the kicks,
and now look.

I knew that fucking lookout
had something going on.

I saw the thing falling out
and I grabbed it right away.

I feel like turning it on.

No, don't do that. They're probably
looking for that shit.

No, dude, they can't track you
with that crap.

It's only good for talking.

Fuck it, dude.

It's probably not even charged.

31, on the door.

-...single mom?
-That's right.

Come on, honey.
What size pants do you wear?

Just to get an idea, here with
Toño the Pimp and Seppy Boy.

-Seven.
-Seven, sweetheart?

With all due respect,
you're very hot, honey.

-Thanks.
-For real.

And how many kids do you have?

-Just... one.
-One? How old?

You're crazy, dude. Really.

-You're crazy.
-He doesn't give a shit.

Hey? What if we call in
and send a shout-out?

"To the fucking pussy who lost his radio.

A shout-out from all the Terkos

who dedicate this song to you,
and tell you to go fuck yourself."

So aggressive!

My song!

I like the slower version better.

I'll lower your panties if you want.

You wish.

Well, whatever, kid.

Let's get out of the road,
a truck is coming.

Hey, you two. Get in, you pussies. Quick.

Get in. I'm going to count to three,
if not, I'll shoot you.

-Quickly, pussies.
-Get in, you little bitches!

Get in the fucking truck.
Hurry the fuck up, dude!

Hurry the fuck in! Close it!

You, go fuck yourself.

Move it! Hit the gas!

Keep your heads down,
you sons of bitches.

You think you're tough, bitches.
You want some money?

Start working, you bastards.

Start working instead of begging
like fucking pussies.

You want some work, bitches?
There's lots of work here.

If you're pussies,
stay in your goddamn house.

I never want to see you out on the street
again, or I'll kill you.

You think you're the shit?
I'm in charge here.

Answer, you little bitch.

And stop dressing like this, you bitches.

Or I'm going to shoot you all. Understood?

Get out now. Move it.

Get the fuck out. Go!

-Shut up.
-Say it. "Shut up, Seppy Boy."

-Where are you calling from?
-Ulises, turn that shit off.

From where in San Berna, sweetie?

-In...
-She doesn't know.

I just got your brother to sleep.
Turn it off, please.

Where in San Bernabé? Rah, rah, rah.

Where? Rah, rah, rah.

How old are you, sweetie?

-Twenty-eight.
-Twenty-eight years old.

-Wow, man. Right?
-So... are you single or married?

For fuck's sake!

I told you you'd wake him up,
but you're so fucking stubborn!

Get the fuck out of here! Go!

So, you were happily married?

Well... not happily, but...

You could say you were married, honey.

Let's go, Jeremy!

No dude, stay here.

Let's go, Jeremy!

Jeremy!

Come on, dude!

Hey.

-They didn't even wait for you, asshole.
-No, dude, I didn't know about this.

-You're fucked now.
-No, bro, I didn't know about this.

-You're a dead man, dog.
-But I didn't know. What do I do?

Nothing, bitch.Â
You and your whole family is dead now.

I didn't know dude, I mean it.

Hurry, Mom.

Watch out, watch out. Oh, man.

Careful with her.

-Careful.
-Go, go!

He says they no longer have that contact.

Now what?

There's someone else I know up north,
but I don't know if you'll have enough.

How much money do they want?

Please, help me.

See what happens
when you act like a little thug?

You ruined the life of your entire family.

I'm doing this for your mom, not for you.

She's already suffered enough.

You can't talk to anyone!

You haven't told anyone
you're here, right?

-But I didn't know.
-For fuck's sake!

Hi. Why are you sleeping here?

Do you... work for her grandpa?

Yes, dude.

Does her grandpa know you sleep here?

So it's okay if we wake him up
and ask him?

If her grandpa gave you permission
to be here,

why did you use the fire escape?

She wants to know why
you came here to sleep.

The fucking pussies I lived with
ganged up on me.

Why did they hit you.

There were a bunch of them, I was alone.

Yes, but why did you get into a fight?

They were making fun of my hair
and the way I speak.

She says she likes your...

your style.

I could've beat them one-on-one,
but it was me against four.

She wants to know who did your hair.

I did it myself.

Do you have place to stay?

I'll figure it out.

Where are you from?

From Monterrey, dude.
The assholes I lived with...

And where are you from, dude?

I'm from here, but my parents
are from Puebla and Guerrero.

-You know those places?
-No.

I don't know Monterrey either.

-How long you been in New York?
-Not long.

What did she say?

She...

She doesn't know if she can trust you.

No worries. I'll get out of here.

Look, man. This girl is super intense.

I told her you want to go
and that I have to go,

but she keeps asking more questions.
So just go.

Dude...

tell her I know I can't stay,
but she can trust me.

And you too. I don't want any trouble.

What's your name?

Ulises.

Sixteen. How old are you?

Seventeen? Nice to meet you.

Here in the neighborhoods of Monterrey,

the Kolombia cumbia
has found a second home.

And here it's danced in a different way,
and people dance from a very young age.

-What's your name, Buddy?
-Ulises.

Very good, Ulises. How old are you?

Four. Very good. Show us your moves.

That's me as a kid.

What?

You... dance... now?

What? You want me to dance right here?

You crazy or what?

A video...

recent... of you, dancing?

-Look.
-Where is that?

In Monterrey.

Where... you?

That one there.

My crew is there too.

Pekesillo, IsaÃ.

Chaparra.

Even Negra is over there.

I don't see Jeremy though.

I think he hooked up with a girl that day.

Me, Jeremy, Chaparra, Negra,
and all my crew.

We...

Yes. We are... Terkos.

Terkos.

There are lots of other gangs like us.

There's Guachalokos, Babylokos,
the Goblins,

the Bad Dogs, the Relapses,
and a lot of them.

All of them...

Everyone. We're all the star symbol.

Star symbol.

And star symbol,

we're more "verga," star symbol...

Yes, it's good. Yes.

And it's a star because

there are five points in the map,

five points in the map,

Yes, the map of Monterrey.

If you join the five points,

they make up a star. Like this.

Yes, they make up a star. Like that.

Like this.

This one with this one.

Like this. See.Â

Oh, wait.

Please, very late.

When you go up... go very late.

Watch out... for my grandpa...

...or the police... so they don't see you.

Be careful, okay?

Thank you, Lin. Thanks.

FOR ULISES
FROM LIN

Hey, thank you for the things.

I figured out a way how to make money.

-Money, you know? Dancing.
-What?

Dancing. Metro.

Subway.

Dancing at the subway. Money.

Down, down.

Your hair.

There you go.

That's it.

I also need a hair style change,
but I don't have my tools.

Although I can do something else for you.

Hey, don't use the word "verga"
for everything.

What?

Don't say "verga" so much.

How can I explain it?

Forget it.

Come here, friends, get closer.
Make a line, please.

-Don't be greedy.
-There's groceries for everyone.

-Here.
-From the "F" Cartel. Remember that.

Come closer and make a line, please.

The government and the police
do nothing for you guys.

We're helping you and giving
groceries to everyone.

Everyone will get groceries. Come.

Hey, man, have a seat.

Hey, do you need a hand?

No, man.

Do you know some place that needs a hand?

Not really, bro, sorry.

Thank you.

TAKE CARE
WHEREVER YOU ARE, WE MISS YOU.

WE WON'T FORGET YOU
COUNTING THE DAYS TO SEE YOU

YOU DOG, YOU DON'T TALK ANYMORE!
DID YOU FORGET US?

What do you want, Lin?

Dancing? Metro? Money?

Well, to be honest, it didn't work out.

I'm sleepy, Lin.

I don't understand you, Lin.

What are you looking for?

What is it that you want, Lin?

I...

wanted...

to know...

day...

dancing, metro, and money, you? Good?

I told you, I didn't dance.

-No.
-No dancing.

You didn't go? No dancing? No money?

It's that... I can't do it alone.

Alone? No "vergas?"

Fucking shit. I don't understand it.

You... nervous?

Yes, that.

Not good!

You know what, Lin?

I'm really tired.
We can talk tomorrow, if you want.

Good night.

Good night, Lin.

Fiesta... Dancing?

I don't understand.

Your hair...

Fix.

Do you want some food?

What are you talking about?

About... school.

That music sucks, right?

The music sucks.

I'm going for a walk.

A walk.Â

They set up a roadblock
on Alfonso Reyes...

-Hello, son?
-...by Plaza de Toros...

What's going on? Why the hell
haven't you called me?

...buses were used to create a roadblock.

According to witnesses,
someone spoke to the drivers...

Are you stupid or what?

...and ordered them to get out
so they could block...

Well, the moment you even think about

or attempt to get on a busÂ
and come this way,

forget that you have a mother.

Let me tell you why.

The moment you step a foot here,
I won't have a son,

because they're going to kill you,Â
you idiot.

Hey, you can't come in.

I came to see a friend.

The way you're dressed, you can't come in.

It's Gladys, the Colombian.

Call her. It's urgent, dude.

That's what everyone says.

Call her! She's my mom.

Look, boy. I know you've had
a really hard time here.

But in this country,
you're not the first nor the last.

Did you think you'd get invited
to the White House on your first day?

No, buddy.

Look. I already bored you.
You're falling asleep.

No... I just haven't slept well.

Miss, the bill, please.

It's here.

You'll spend the night here.

Think of this as a mutual favor.

But remember it.

You can stay here.

-Are you listening to me?
-Yes.

-Put some music on.
-What?

I need some privacy.

I'll turn it off. Lord, this is horrible.

Today that I find myself alone and sad

Today that I find myself alone and sad

Thinking about a beautiful rose

Remember what you told me

You're the owner of my heart

I remember what you told me

You're the owner of my heart

Hey, Jeremy! The people from the Terkos!
Hey, Ulises!

-Enjoy the cumbia. Enjoy it.
-Let's dance!

Let's enjoy it!

-Who are we?
-The Crazy Terkos!

How did the angel sleep?

Okay, Ulises.

You can eat something if you want.
Take a loaf of bread.

-Can I use the bathroom?
-Go ahead.

It's okay, boy. You're going to be fine,Â

but please don't come looking for me
at work again. Or here.

And no steps back,
not even to gain momentum.

Thanks.

Who is it?

Who is it?

No one.

Good morning, Monterrey!

What a beautiful morning,Â
a morning for cumbia,

get the sleep out of your eyes
and smile at life.

Let's see who we have here.
Let's start with the early shout-outs.

For Asa, Jahir, and Crazy,
from the Dynasty.

For my buddy, Clever from Zapata,

he's always around El Encanto
every Wednesday and Sunday.

We also have one for Chuchis...

Okay, Mom.

...Pilokus and the people
from the Crazies. For Pekis...

Sir, before we get to the mall,
can we stop at Bed Bath & Beyond?

No!

We're not asking you.
We're going, that's it.

We have to get some Tupperware.

Come on, Mom. The sale starts today,

by the time we get there,
there'll be nothing left.

And to the Dragon Crew,

And for those from the 7th
of November too.

We also have a shout-out
from the Terkos Lokos,

they're saying,Â
"Good trip, you know who."

Good luck, this shout-out
is especially for you.

Your people showed up
with a large sign just for you,

to say goodbye to you
and wish you all the luck.

Here's some music for you.
We hope you like it.

Let's go!

Tomorrow very early

I told you sweetheart
Your lover will travel

You kept crying

Because you can't come with me

But I'll keep you in my heart

I'll keep you in my heart

I'll keep you in my song

If you can't come

I'll keep you in my heart

I'll keep you in my heart

I'll keep you here in my song

Be smart about this. It's a long process.

And here, for some reason,

it's better if they take a long time.

You know there's no coming back.

If you come back and are arrested

you'll go straight to jail. You know that?

I won't come back.

MONTHS LATER

Part of the tragedy
that we live as Mexicans

is due to the fact

that we're located at the border
of the largest drug consumer in the world

and also the largest gun exporter.

They pay billions and billions
of dollars every year to criminals

to provide them
with large quantities of drugs.

I've given instructions to reinforce
the presence of the military

in the metropolitan area of Monterrey,
at the northeast part of the country.

Thank you.

The Federal Government.

Good morning, people.
A beautiful morning, a morning for cumbia.

Let's start right away with a song

here at Radio 13, the best for vallenata.

How I miss my lovely savanna

Stuck at the mountain range

Waiting for the time

To go back to my homeland

To the Pubenza valley I went

From all the longing

A cumbia blossomed out of my chest

Hey, listen, friends! For real!

This is not the place to cry.
That man always kept moving on.

We also have to move on,
right, my friends?

Right? All the friends of IsaÃ
know what the deal is.

A round of applause for IsaÃ, shit!

What's up, Chucky?
Play us a song, come on!

At three o'clock
I couldn't control my anxiety anymore

By the time I realized
I had to steal to get it

I disappointed everyone
I'd burn the bridges myself

My will to move up in the world
Was already dead

I gave my back to God
Because I couldn't find answers

But of course, from the bad side
I did have offers

It would also say
That it had always been with me

That He was always a witness
To all our actions

That if what I want is peace
I could find it in Him

That's when I realized
I needed Him as a friend

Brother! Look at you, Jeremy!

I know, bro,
but what was I supposed to do?

Things are bad here.
The Lord called me, so...

This is something I'll never regret.

Whenever you want, this is your home,
you're welcome.

No, that's okay. I'm cool.

-Are you going to show the money or what?
-I'd do it for free even!

-Fucking stop, to hell with it.
-Fuck yes, dude.

It's cool, to hell with it.

People stay quiet because they're afraid.

They're the victims because
they just go into anyone's home, right?

Soldiers are mean, they go
in your home, steal your property.

-When are they going to leave?
-When these bastards go back.

I want to tell you today

That I no longer love you

That I no longer miss you

I want to tell you today

Sincerely--

TERKOS FOREVER

Subtitle translation by

Yo!

It's Jhon, the HCR.

I'm Juan Daniel GarcÃa Treviño,
they call me "Derek."

I'm Leo, from the Padrilokos.

Bianca Coral Puente Valenzuela.

Pekesillo, here. Right here.

Camibeth Alvarado Verástegui.

My name is Brandon Jahir Alday Vázquez.

EstefanÃa Judith Tovar RamÃrez.

Jessica Deyanira Olvera Coronado.

My name
is Rosany Guadalupe Puente Coronado.

My life is based on drama

I don't even know what's the plot

I don't know if I should follow advice
Or do what my heart wants

Scenes of what I should be doing
Not even for all the money

But be grateful for my errors
So I don't fuck up tomorrow

I lived through so many things
That made my life so painful

But I need to get up
If I want to survive

If there's something I'm certain of
And I'll always tell you about

If I was the director
I'd re-write my script

But this is my destiny
And It's useless to give up

I'm always a soldier
And I'll always stay firm

I'll always leave my mark
For those that want to follow

And so the day I die
It will all be well worth it

I've met actors
Which I've regretted later

And some extras that caused suffering
In quite a few scenes

Words and events that will not leave
Whether the wind blows or not

I feel this movie
Is turning into a story

I'm no longer here
I don't know where I'm going

I don't know if it's just consequences
Of what I did as a kid

But this is my life
I don't know if it's right

Long live the craziness
And long live the Terkos

Yes, this is Jonah, HCR, bitches

Two, zero, one, nine

And a shout-out to my fucking crew
The crazy Terkos

And a shout-out to my bro, Derek

To Pekesillo, to Fer, to Coral

To Joselyn, Tania, and Deyanira

To Fanny, my buddy Vaisa

That's it, dogs
It's over