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Historia de un Clan is a fictional series inspired by real events

that took place in Argentina during the 80s.

Certain names and situations have been altered for dramatic purposes.

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

Oh, I don't know... maybe this one.

Don't kill me.

Why would I kill you when you're going to make me money?

You better get half a million dollars.

I don't have that amount, I don't.

That motherfucker, Roberto Rizzo, doesn't want to release that lab rat.

I did the worst thing a human being is capable of doing.

I killed a friend.

God gave you a gift.

An angel.

Sometimes it's not only due to merit alone, but destiny, too.

I want you to talk to the guest and ask him to write a letter to his wife.

Play the good cop. You're always good at it.

But don't loosen the reins. There should always be fear.

He is a good one. I can tell from all this trouble he's causing.

All of us are good. We are the good guys.

I'm fine. Don't worry.

-Love... -Pay quickly. Pay.

How many days have I been here?

I don't know.

Why do you want to know?

So I won't go crazy.

Look, I do know how long you've been here, and I'm going crazy anyway.

But you know where you are.

I wouldn't be so sure.

Tell me, what did I do to you?

Eh? My family and I, what did we do?

To whom?

To you, to all of you... I don't know.

Ah, nothing.

Your only fault is you have lots of money, and people know about it.

Because as long as you have a lot and others have nothing,

there will still be violence.

I work hard to have what I have.

Then you're doing it wrong.

Work because you enjoy the work.

Work so things can get better than how they are right now.

To be ambitious

for the sole purpose of having a lot?

It sounds awful.

In the end, you will end up agreeing

with the motherfuckers who are doing this to you.

They're communists.

Are you crazy?

They are more ambitious than you are.

But they are people who dream of a better world.

Interestingly enough, they are not bad people,

but they are willing to pay the price.

What kind of price do you pay?

To assume the identity of two separate individuals,

just like you have done:

the person I was before and the person I have become.

Are you sure that he wrote that letter?

Yes, my love, he wrote it. Yes.

Is that his handwriting?

It's his, but they told him what to write.

He was shaking while he wrote it.

I know him, and he doesn't talk like this. There is no love in this letter.

Do you know how it feels when someone calls you in the middle of the night?

And for it to be this motherfucking psychopath?

Eh?

Who asks what you're wearing,

what you did or didn't do all day.

The last time he called, he said he wanted to talk to the dog.

I had to let him.

That gives us even more reason to call the police.

Roberto, these people are typically involved with the police.

They work for the military.

Otherwise, how would they know so much?

If you report them, they will be the first to know.

And what do you know?

I won't let you treat Gustavo like this, eh?

He has been a big help with everything.

We can't start fighting amongst ourselves.

I had a horrible dream last night.

I dreamed that there was a traitor.

Someone who gave Franco away.

And right when I was about to... see his face...

...the phone rang.

Hello?

I can't deal with this anymore.

I need a shot of something that will help me sleep.

My body is going to explode.

I would take the money offered to you. I wouldn't try to negotiate.

We are going to have problems with this guy, mark my words.

The old man is quite worried. I don't like trouble.

Arquímedes, I don't want any trouble.

Why don't we turn out the lights?

Why don't we kill him?

I can do it if you want me to.

Let's not rush things. Let's enjoy this a little bit more.

If we demand the ransom, then we won't have anything else to do.

We'll feel empty.

But it seems like you enjoy having the guest here in your house

more than collecting the money.

I can have this conversation with you because I trust you.

It's an indescribable feeling.

It's like everything falls into place when you have the little ghost there.

I realized this during the time between Olsen and this one.

There was a hole, like a general discomfort in the house.

We were all overly sensitive, grumpy...

the girls, especially. Epifanía...

The ghost organizes everything. He's like another family member.

A hidden member that makes everything else function.

It brings a certain harmony to the house.

Fuck it. Can I keep him for a couple of days?

I'll bring him to my house. He can wash and iron the piles of clothes I have.

He can change the cat's litter.

Or Rojas can take him, and he can have him remove all his dandruff

and his abundance of sebum.

Suck my dick, asshole.

If you showered, maybe we'd discuss that.

But I think that this man doesn't thoroughly clean his foreskin.

When you don't clean your foreskin, it generates some sort of...

let's call it "grated cheese."

It's called smegma.

We could bring some toast, Arqui. Some toast to spread

with a little bit of his own medicine, for this man here.

Because judging by his dandruff...

...I can't imagine what must be down there with that cheese gnocchi of his...

What's the matter with you, asshole?

You enjoy humiliating people, motherfucker?

Let him go. Come on, Rojas, you asshole.

You remind me of my brother when we were children.

We don't have time for this.

Look, let's make a deal.

If you shoot me, I'll give you my piece of the ransom.

Arquímedes, write down all the terms, and I'll sign it.

I'll give you my piece. I'll make you the heir to all my possessions.

Not the cat, though. The cat dies with me.

Get up, Rojas, come on. Can we keep talking?

Getting back to the subject,

I thought about killing the old man,

but not because he is going to snitch now.

He has his whole life ahead of him to snitch. Understand?

In his case, that's not a long time.

One year is more than enough.

One day is more than enough for a snitch.

And I assure you that at some point, he won't be able to deal with it.

Even more so now that he knows the kid was going to give him a hand.

He feels guiltier than ever.

We have to follow him closely.

As Perón would say,

"The man is good, but if you monitor him, he will be better."

Perón used to say that? How pretentious.

-He's right, though. -He's right, yes.

Of course he was right.

The first watchman was discovered in a small village, 1800 BC,

in a small town were everybody was a gimp.

The thing about 1800 I got, but the small village full of gimps I didn't.

Let's not talk about gimps. Gimps are bad luck.

We are beating around the bush.

This meeting is over.

Let's keep an eye on the old man.

Why don't we take advantage, since we'll already have a hole prepared?

Why have two different burials?

Practice. You have something better to do?

Brothers...

...we have gathered here to celebrate this holy mass

at the request of the Olsen family, who dear to me.

Remembering the loving Federico, lost in such a tragic event

of greed and hatred.

And greed and hatred are derived from one of the cardinal sins.

They're derived from envy.

And when a man is conquered by his animal instinct,

he turns into a predator, thirsting for blood.

Shadow fed by shadow that continually gets farther and farther away from light,

he is the one who determines his own spiritual condition.

We are not physical beings with a spiritual experience.

We are spiritual beings with a physical experience.

God is the only righteous one.

He is next to Federico right now...

...and next to his entire family he left behind.

I wanted my cherished Paula to stand here right in front of you.

She who...

...I waited next to at the altar

and watched her cry tears of happiness and satisfaction...

is now here crying tears of pain.

But there is no hatred in her heart,

just as there should be no hatred in any of our hearts.

"An eye for an eye!" Death to Fede's murderers!

Justice!

The truth is that I am not in favor of the death penalty.

I find it ironic to take someone's life because he took someone else's.

But if I were Federico's dad, or Federico's mom, or his brother,

I don't know how I would feel.

I know they have dedicated their lives

to finding those sons of bitches and bringing them to justice.

They're dedicating their lives to that?

Yes, they're still investigating.

Because they also paid the ransom, you know?

It's not like it was free.

Don't say "do you understand?" to me.

You say you don't like the death penalty,

but you're really saying it's fine.

So you know how it feels to lose a son that way?

Or a brother?

No, I don't know how it feels. Do you?

No, but I can only imagine.

How do you move forward after that?

Love, wait for me outside. I'm going to greet Juani.

Fine.

Father.

When can I see you?

I don't know.

And see me for what? You're with Mónica.

Yes, but I think we need to see each other, regardless,

and talk.

What do you want to talk about?

About life.

I didn't know you were so close to Paula.

What do you mean? I know her as well as you do.

Yes, but you hugged her a long time.

Like you knew her intimately.

What, were you spying on me?

No, I wasn't spying on you. I got out of the bathroom and saw you hugging her.

Do you really think there's something going on with Mónica, I mean, with Paula?

With Mónica?

I meant with Paula, Mónica.

Come on. Come to bed, come on.

Come here.

What would you do if something like that happened to me?

Something like what?

I mean, if someone were to kidnap and kill me, what would you do?

I don't know, Alex. I don't know what I would do.

What do you mean you "don't know"?

-I don't know. -I mean...

how long would it take for you to fuck another guy?

What are you saying? Don't speak to me that way.

It's just a question. I need to know who I am dealing with here.

I have a right to know who I am dealing with. I want to know...

...what kind of woman you are.

You're out of your mind. Am I taking a test here?

No, I just want to know who I am with.

Alex, what's the matter?

It's so strange to look at old pictures, isn't it?

It makes me feel like we're all dead.

But dear, why are your thoughts so dark?

It worries me that you see everything that way.

It's not dark. I just don't like the photos.

Then stop looking at them.

I mean, it's not that I don't like them...

I don't know, it gives me...

...there's something tragic in the gaze, isn't there?

I don't know what you mean, dear. Are we all going to die?

Yes, we are all going to die. Yes.

But I'm not saying it's tragic because we will die.

It's because we are all going to die without knowing why.

Why do we have to go through all this?

Your father hates pictures.

If it weren't for me, there would be no pictures of this family.

Perhaps that would've been better, right?

I will pay you three times more for the same job.

One hundred for the job.

One hundred and fifty for keeping quiet. Two hundred for being blind.

You are family, Vilca.

You don't have to explain anything, Mr. Arquímedes.

Tell me one thing.

What are the crotches of Bolivian girls like?

Are they like the Chinese?

No ass, no tits?

I've always imagined Chinese girls have crotches like this...

Sideways.

I'm not going to die without finding out first.

I have a 16 year old niece who,

for a small price, will let you touch it.

My daughter's age, Vilca.

Is the girl clean?

Yeah, yeah, I assure you.

Take this.

Thank you, Mr. Arquímedes.

Enjoy it with the family. That is the only thing that matters.

That's why I have my kids working with me.

They will take you to the spot.

I don't want to lie to you.

The hole is to bury a problem.

A 70 kilo problem, more or less, with a human shape...

...the size of a person...

...but it's not a person.

At least, not anymore.

Mr. Arquímedes, I don't need the details.

Even better.

And, who knows? If this business thrives,

we may end up making a Gruyère out of La Pampa.

And you can end up rich

and brawny from digging so many holes.

Ah, hello.

What do you want to drink?

A rush.

A...

A rush.

You pronounce it pretty well.

-You think so? -Yes.

It's not very difficult to say.

No, no, but it's not for everybody.

I'm sorry. What are you having?

I want a cortado and...

A rush, please.

Of course.

Do you want to wait for the drinks before we start talking?

Yes.

-Rush. -Thank you.

-Can I make it for you? -Yes.

I know that what I feel for you is probably wrong...

...because you're a young girl.

Don't think that I am...

...a strong man or any of that.

I am younger than you.

That's why you have to treat me well.

I've never treated you badly.

Yes.

Lies. Let's see, when?

Many times.

That's not true.

Yes.

I know you're a kid. I realize that.

But I don't feel fear.

You were never afraid?

You've never felt fear?

Maybe when I'm alone in my house

and there is a noise, or when I feel there's someone by me,

then yes. I get chills.

But small ones.

Ah, of course. Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Yeah.

What do you think about us?

I don't know.

But I think if we kiss, or if we sleep together,

you're going to feel something.

And I won't be able to control that.

You're not going to feel anything?

I don't know. Maybe I will.

Now? I don't.

Right now I don't.

But I know that at some point in life, we will be together.

I mean, she would had to have made me mashed potatoes with milk and butter.

There he is. I'm leaving.

-Okay. -See you.

Okay, take care.

What's new, Maguila?

Are you so rich now you don't even say "hi"?

I'm fucked. Can I go with you?

No.

Vilca, were you in Ezeiza?

I've never left the country.

No, I mean with my dad, with Labarde,

and with Rojas when Perón was back in power.

Ah, yeah.

What were you doing there?

I was shooting most of the time.

For which side?

Honestly, I don't know.

It was a horrible shootout.

Rumor has it that El Che, at Santa Clara,

had to demolish six walls in six different houses with a mallet

to get through and get to a church to gain control of it.

Brave, right?

Vilca, did my old man tell you that this stays between us?

My family has nothing to do with any of this.

This is not for the weak.

If you say something, they will look for you,

your family, your wife, your lover.

I'm telling you this so we can take care of each other.

You were never here.

I'm black, but not stupid.

I'm old school. Your old man knows me.

Yeah, I know that he knows you. That's why I'm telling you.

-You never played rugby? -No.

Are you okay, Alex?

I don't know. I'm thinking.

What are you thinking about?

How long does an hour last for you?

Sixty minutes.

And all of eternity can last just a little while.

For you, Vilca, how long does an hour last?

Depends on the day. Depends on the hour.

At night, it's longer and darker,

but an hour can last just a second, too.

A century locked in a truck.

Well...

It has the depth that Arquímedes requested.

Here we can bury four, five, as many as you want.

Okay, come on, because I don't know how to get back.

I do. We have to cover it though.

Okay, you do that since I trained all day. I'm tired.

No, I feel the same way you do. I was working all day.

I didn't train, but I did deal with those annoying old guys

who think they are the Sicilian mafia.

Do you realize what we've just done?

Yeah, dug a little hole.

What's the matter?

I took this from the ghost.

I am going to ask him for the loafers, too.

Your guest's loafers are so pretty.

I was gonna ask for his wedding ring.

You know that I owned the same ring he had, and I lost it.

Is that bad?

Would you like to be in the ghost's shoes?

Well, I fed him. I cleaned up his shit.

I think I deserve it.

You deserve it?

I won't say anything

because you might throw me on the floor and point a gun at me.

Colonel, I want to tell you what happened yesterday. You don't know.

No.

Rojas comes, throws me on the floor, aims my own gun at my head...

Yes, my own gun, the one I love the most.

I could denounce him for abuse, abuse of authority,

for theft, for robbery.

You were there, Arqui. Don't play dumb.

I'd better go and soften up the guest,

because if I stay here one minute longer, someone is going to end up in the pool.

Throw yourself in the pool, and you'll get clean on the way.

Of course, he will completely contaminate the pool.

We haven't charged one buck for this job.

And to top it all off, we have an asshole infiltrating the enemy's house.

We end the workforce today and tomorrow, we can charge for the whole thing.

The path is cleared for us now.

I made a deal with the police,

using my money.

Do you want to something to drink, gentleman?

A glass of Klim, warm and with honey.

Excuse me?

"Klim." Milk.

Violence in nature happens for three different reasons:

for food, for territory, and for women.

What we do here is decorate the jungle to look more like the civilization.

If you didn't have more than others,

you wouldn't be sitting here.

If I didn't need what you have,

I wouldn't be sitting here.

That is something that binds us together.

Your excess is my need.

Are you listening?

Yes.

I don't have a pretty life like you.

But each person is prepared to deal with the weight of his own cross.

You wouldn't be able to carry my cross.

But notice that, now, you are carrying a heavier cross than mine.

And it looks good on you.

My hands hurt.

I will give you some hot water. That will help.

What are you doing here, dear?

Nothing. Thinking about things.

Are you sad about the doggie?

No. No, I'm not sad.

But it's strange that he disappeared without us knowing what happened to him.

I hope he is still alive.

I am not expecting to find him now.

But just to know that he's safe, that he's with another family.

I'm sure another family is taking care of him.

How did it go with the flyers? Did you post them?

-Yes. -You were out pretty late.

Yes, it went well. I was out late because I posted them all.

Ah, that's strange because you left them on the dining room table.

Is there something you want to tell me?

I'm in love.

It won't start.

What do you mean "it won't start"?

Let's take the car.

Franco...

You are in a minefield.

If you walk straight...

straight...

straight,

you will be saved.

We will set you free.

Go on.

Don't kill me.

Let me get out of the country.

I won't have contact with my family anymore.

I won't contact anybody, please.

Do you see how precious life is?

You go through life ignoring the good things.

Then, something like this happens.

And then, you say the exact thing that you're saying right now.

You're able to cut off ties with your loved ones,

so you can keep your life. It's wonderful.

You came to this world to give a message.

To appreciate life.

Every morning when you wake up, you say,

"Thank you, God" or "Thank you, Satan."

I am thankful to both of them.

Because there is nothing like being alive.

We are making you a hero, kid.

Only the privileged die young.

It's fucked up to age. Don't be ungrateful.

Your turn, Rojas.

Do it for your family, for ours,

for the blood pact.

Do you know what God said to the old guy on the mountain?

"Nothing is real. Everything is allowed."

No.

Who is covering the hole?

I'm not. I dug it.

Puccio family.

Hi, love.

Hi, Dad.

Is your sister around?

Yes.

Tell her to pick up the other phone.

Silvia, Dad's on the phone. Pick up!

Hello?

Hi, dear.

I just wanted to tell you both that you are the most precious beings on Earth.

That I love you with all my heart.

And if I don't tell you that often enough, it's because I don't have time.

When I look at your little faces, I'm moved to the verge of tears.

You make me so happy.

I love you both.

I love you, Dad...

I love you, Dad.

Everything okay, Arqui?

Yes.

Wait for me in the car.

-Hello. -Hello, Adelita.

You look so pretty today.

Today is a great day.

You're going to screw a lot.

Reunion sex is the best.

Open the window. The sky is gorgeous.

Today is an authentic Peronist day.

A day to gather with the loved ones again.

The rescue operation begins.

If you told the police, Franco will be executed just like all of you will be.

You will be watched during the entire route.

Don't look back or ahead.

If we see any sign of slyness,

we'll kill you all.

You should have the bag in the car with bills of 100s in bundles of 10,000s.

And you'd better not be short one fucking Franklin.

I have my team on the street,

the collection team and the execution team.

It's up to you which one you want to see in action.

I will tell them to obey the traffic laws.

To not exceed 40 kilometers per hour.

And it's strictly forbidden to turn on the radio.

How long are we going to keep them driving?

Hours.

We'll have to go to the Conurbano,

because the filthy rich are afraid to cross the General Paz.

For them, this is another country.

We will keep going until we make sure it's only them and us.

At the last post, they will leave the money

right where I told them to leave it,

and they will leave, looking down without turning around.

And when they go back home, this will all be finished.

Are you sure that when you left the money, no...

There wasn't a note saying where to find him?

I don't know, Mom. I'm not sure about anything.

What if Franco is waiting for us somewhere?

I don't think so.

Hello?

Hi, Adelita, I apologize for the delay.

I just want to tell you that there was a problem, but we're going to fix it.

What problem? What problem? What happened?

Nothing serious. Don't worry about it.

We'll set Franco free tomorrow.

I give you my word.

What's the matter? What did he say? What did he say?

Adelita, what did he say for God's sake?

Why?

Sons of bitches!

NEXT EPISODE

And where does the love for the sport come from?

The family is a team.

And rugby is family.

My dad is my mentor, my role model.

Can you tell the guy from the kiosk

to keep all the magazines for us, please?

-What for? -To share them with our friends.

But we don't have any friends.

We want the face of the male clothing collection,

shoes, and perfume, to be an athlete's.

You have no idea how expensive that's going to be.

What do you think?

He looks like a good guy.

Just how you like them: happy.

It's dangerous to be happy nowadays.

What else do you want, asshole?

I am a friend of your old man.

My old man doesn't have any friends.

He's Tomás. They call him "Tom."

What's up, Tom and Jerry?

Don't go anywhere within 100 meters of Adriana

because I'll be watching you. And if you do, I'll get you pregnant.

My dad sends you to scare off all my boyfriends, no?

Your dad doesn't order me to do anything.

So you did it out of jealousy.

As a fag, if I had one hand, I'd be finished.

You'll be finished soon anyway.

Ah, yeah? That's the forecast for today.

Yes, milk and affection.

Are you going to fall now?

You drank so much milk. Look how you ended up.

Money can't buy that beautiful smile.

No, but if you have money, everything is easier.

Now we are going to kidnap you, you son of a bitch.

Oh...

Oh, we have to be thankful that we are alive every day.

THE GHOST NO. 3