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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

Bravo!

Come on, go!

Bravo, son!

Puccio.

What a name.

Condemned to be famous.

There's nothing wrong with wanting to belong.

I have debts to pay.

They're threatening me.

Who's threatening you, Dad?

It's better that you don't know.

We are living in an ideal political climate...

...to proceed with our new project.

People are being kidnapped left and right. And no one says a thing.

What we're going to do is for our family.

Each one of you is here to pitch in something.

And if we don't do this,

no one will know for sure that we're a family.

What are you asking me to do?

I want you to stop one of those assholes,

casually on the street.

Any ideas?

What are you doing with him? What's next?

Go to your room, get your bag, and go to practice.

Or else I'll have one of the boys shoot your friend in the head.

We bagged two hundred.

Now we distribute one hundred. Twenty grand each.

The remaining twenty: ten for Daniel, ten for Alejandro.

Why are we splitting between six and not four?

Do you know how hard it was for Alejandro to hand over a friend?

He can't do it for nothing.

Don't spend it yet.

Wait a little while.

I got attached to Fede.

I'm going to miss him.

Next time, try to find a meaner motherfucker.

That guy was great.

Ah!

Run.

There's no point in kidnapping someone who isn't happy.

No one pays a ransom for a bastard.

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

-Why are you doing this? -Because we can't stop.

-Puccio. -Now we have a secret.

Your mom is in a five-star hotel.

Now, if you don't do what I say,

the hotel will start losing status.

Police, drop the phone!

Put your hands up! Police!

Don't move! Police!

Is it recording, Rodolfito?

Do you know the number of idiotic journalists

that tried to interview me?

Those shameless money-grabbers on TV

that are willing to rape their daughters on camera in order to get an audience.

And people watch.

People love to watch the horror.

Have you heard anything about Labarde or Rojas lately?

Why should I care about those two pieces of scum?

In life, I've learned something: to see, to listen, and to shut up.

Sorry if the question bothered you.

I'd rather you bother me and not say you're sorry.

My life has been screwed up already. Do you think I care?

Don't buy into any of those lies,

and never follow any leaders.

Only the weak need leaders.

Don't ever follow anyone.

Arquímedes, rumor has it in town...

Call me Arquí.

The only true voice...

...is God's voice.

Who isn't real, by the way, so imagine how things really are.

What is being said in this shithole town?

-That you are Arqumídes Puccio... -Oh! Big news!

They are truly geniuses.

You kidnapped and killed?

And you believe that bullshit?

What about that lady in your basement?

What do I have to do with that old cunt?

They fucked me. They always do. You'll see.

-So you didn't kidnap her? -Yes, I did.

She was the only one.

But it was for a just cause.

The other day, the barber refused to help me.

"I don't cut the hair of killers," he said.

I almost slapped him.

I reached over and caressed him.

I've learned something lately.

One never dies in vain.

What's the bathtub for, Arquímedes?

I like it.

1985 INQUEST: ALEJANDRO

I said I never saw or took part in any kidnapping.

I founded the CUD with Sergio Shocklender,

the student center in Devoto.

I started studying psychology to better understand...

...my relationship with my father.

The guy was always a tyrant.

But I know he isn't a kidnapper.

Can't you tell from someone's stare when they're lying?

Look into my eyes.

I'm innocent.

THE NEWS: FIRST EDITION

At this time, members of the Fraud and Deception Committee

move to open the door...

...of the property owned by the Puccio family.

FEDERAL POLICE: FORECLOSED

All my friends are waiting for me to play in the finals.

They're going to the courthouse and speaking with the press.

Do you think they would expose themselves if they didn't trust me?

I'm innocent.

Everyone knows it.

They are escorting out, from the courthouse in San Isidro,

all members of the infamous Puccio clan.

Arquímedes Puccio, identified as the ringleader.

Speak with Dr. Bianchi.

I have nothing to say. I have nothing to say.

"I have nothing to say" was the short statement

by Arquímedes Puccio.

I'm not a criminal.

I'm not a criminal.

EPILOGUE

DEVOTO PRISON, 1986

They have nothing serious against us.

Only that bitch Bolena, and they found her alive.

Someone can bail us out.

How can we be certain that Rojas or Labarde won't talk?

We had an internal conflict already.

They will, if only to cop out.

They killed. We didn't.

Do you think your father is stupid?

Why do you think neither of us pulled the trigger?

If they talk, they lose.

I'm worried about Bonomi.

That guy can't handle pressure.

We should have killed them all. Now they've got us by the balls.

Those who know something did something.

It'll all be fine.

It's in their best interest not to talk.

What's wrong with this moron?

Your brother is an idiot.

I noticed that the day he was born. He had the face of an idiot.

And it's hard to be a baby and look like an idiot.

I don't know why we got him involved.

I knew he couldn't take it.

He's like a woman.

Actually, you know what? More like a faggot.

He uses that girlfriend as a beard.

But he's a faggot, like all rugby players. They're all faggots.

Don't let him break your balls.

Soften him up. Talk about your mom and the girls...

About Mónica.

Talk about Monica. That has him pussy-whipped.

Ale, did you hear? They've got nothing.

We can leave on bail.

Beat it

Come on, dude...

Let's leave things in the past. Enough already. What's done is done.

You can't undo them, but...

Come on. Do it for Mom. For the girls. We can't leave them with this legacy.

You'll look bad in front of Monica. Really bad, eh?

I swear I don't know what's going on.

Everything will be clarified soon.

People know who we are.

Who your father is, and your brother.

We're in every newspaper.

Journalists follow us.

Don't worry about us.

But tell us the truth.

You didn't know there was a woman there?

Sweetie, how could you even think that I knew about this?

I don't know.

Something about all this must be true.

No.

I once saw Daniel leave the basement with a bucket of poop.

Are you certain of that?

Yes.

Not me.

So don't say it then.

You'll get him involved in something he's not.

He's not involved?

They caught him collecting a ransom, Mom.

When we visit him, he doesn't speak.

We ask for explanations...

...and they say they'd rather not tell us anything...

...to keep us out of it,

-but that they're innocent. -Lower your voice.

If they're so innocent, what was that woman doing in the basement?

They acted under pressure.

I couldn't speak with Daniel.

But I know that he...

...has been trying to help your father get out of this situation, and Alex...

What situation?

No one is telling us anything!

No one knows anything.

What's happening to us is very unfair.

We women have nothing to do with it.

But the men do, right?

No, they don't.

Don't read the newspapers.

Don't read the magazines.

It will be over soon.

I believe in justice.

In your hands, you have the absolute power to lock these people up forever.

Life sentence with isolation for an indefinite period of time.

They have many kidnappings...

...on their heads...

I believe in justice.

Do you know I was in jail, Pedro Puccio?

Yes.

I was locked up.

Fun.

The little nun with handcuffs.

With Mom.

With Aunt Adriana.

So cute.

You were in jail, too!

What an adventure you're having inside Mom's belly, right?

Everyone against the wall!

Everyone against the wall!

Cutie.

Now we know how it feels.

He said that this woman made people disappear.

That he acted under pressure

to make her hand over a list of anonymous people she buried.

Is that true?

I don't know.

-I don't know. -Alex, I don't know.

You're not telling me anything.

Why do you hate your dad so much? What has he done to you?

I already told you. Isn't that enough?

In his statement, he says that Daniel

was forced by him to go to the place where they got arrested.

But I'm not left out of the statement. He didn't say I had nothing to do with it.

-And he could have said that. -Why didn't he?

Because I didn't obey him.

-So you knew something, then. -I'm telling you I didn't!

Forgive me for putting you through all this.

Why are you saying that? Don't apologize.

We all know you're innocent.

No one believes what's being said about you.

The guys from the club go to the courthouse everyday.

They're speaking with the press.

We're all waiting for your release.

I don't think I'll be released soon, Moni.

Why? If you didn't do anything.

We know it's a mistake that you're in prison.

Everyone says so.

They can't prove anything.

-No? -No, and especially not about you.

What I don't understand is why your brother,

who may be involved, will soon be released.

Daniel is getting out?

Yes.

Tell me why the hell Daniel was set free and I'm left here rotting, son of a bitch.

What?

I grabbed you a change of clothes.

I don't want you to leave.

We're all alone.

The best I can do for you is to leave.

Be careful.

Pay no attention to anyone. People always talk.

Where are you going?

The less you know, the better.

So what people are saying is true?

Of course it's true, Adriana.

Don't ask him anything else.

They've been lying to us since the day we were born.

No, trust me, Adriana.

People scream at us on the street.

They say horrible things to us.

The other day, they came to the house to beat us up.

Don't abandon us.

Go on then.

AFTER BEING RELEASED, DANIEL "MAGULIA" PUCCIO FLEES THE COUNTRY

BECAUSE THE STATUTE OF LIMITATIONS FOR HIS CASE RAN OUT IN 2013, HE CAN'T BE CHARGED

DEVOTO PRISON, 1989

I believed you.

You lied to me, Alejandro.

I want to know the truth.

How many were there?

Did you have something to do with Olsen's kidnapping?

What are you talking about? I had nothing to do with that.

I am the son of that son of a bitch. They're going to condemn me for that?

I lived at home with my mother, with my sisters.

We knew nothing about it.

No one's going to buy that.

Given the dimensions of the house,

it's impossible not to know what was happening in there.

Listen...

if you don't believe me, I don't want you as my lawyer.

I won't change my testimony because you don't believe me.

-I will fight to the end with my truth. -Your family is very involved.

And it will be tough for them to show that you had nothing to do with it.

You know what?

I don't care if you don't believe me.

You are a lawyer, and you defend criminals for money.

I'm not a criminal.

You might not feel like a criminal, but the judge doesn't think that way.

By law, as a family member,

you aren't obligated to denounce your father as a criminal.

Now, if you took a glass of water to one of the victims,

you're involved.

More so, if you gave them over.

I knew nothing! Are you dumb, or do you just look like it?

I think that the only one playing dumb is you.

Let go!

Son of a bitch! You want to fuck me over.

You're my lawyer. Can't you defend me?

Son of a bitch!

You fucking son of a bitch!

Son...

I don't want to see you. And don't call me "son."

-What am I supposed to call you? -Don't call me anything.

I don't want to hear you.

I asked them to transfer me to avoid looking at your face.

So if you can, during the little time I've got left, stay away from me.

You're humiliating yourself, acting like you are sorry.

That won't get you anywhere.

That's acting like a coward, and now it's time to take it like a man.

We knew that this could happen.

What do you want?

For your girlfriend to buy into your lies,

just like those faggots from San Isidro that left you hanging?

Where are your friends now?

I don't have friends.

Thanks to you.

None of your children have anything.

No friends,

no parents, no siblings, nothing.

And I'm still here like an asshole.

And Daniel split like a fucking rat.

But your daughters and your wife are still out there.

And they really got their asses bitten.

You're so innocent, son.

You still don't understand women.

Your mom lived like a queen her whole life.

She didn't work a single day.

Everything was perfectly planned out.

And your sisters will never lack anything.

You're the biggest psychopath in history.

That's a big deal.

I need to ask you for a favor.

For our own well-being.

What's wrong, Alex?

You know you're the best thing that ever happened to me.

But I don't want you to visit me anymore.

It's not good for me or for you.

I'm never getting out of here.

They'll keep on finding reasons to keep me locked up.

I won't give up on you.

I told you already.

Yes, you will.

Sooner or later, you'll let me go.

And I'd rather it be now.

Why do you say that?

Because I do.

You can't be locked up in here with me.

Your brother is out.

Your mom is out. You'll get out too, Alex.

-The only way out for me is death. -Cut it out with that!

I don't want you to do that again. Is it clear?

That's the only thing I wouldn't forgive.

And if I did something? If there's truth to what they are saying,

would you forgive me?

But you didn't do anything.

Maybe I did.

You knew?

You knew?

Were you a part of this, Alex?

Are you letting me go then?

HOLY BIBLE

1995: ALEJANDRO AND ARQUÍMEDES ARE SENTENCED TO LIFE IN ISOLATION.

Happy Birthday to you!

Happy Birthday to you!

Happy Birthday, dear Pedrito!

Happy Birthday to you!

-Bravo! -Go on, blow them.

-Blow harder. -Harder, love.

Bravo!

-Very good. -Blow them!

-Harder. -Even harder!

Yes, go with Grandma.

Hello, Alex...

And this?

Alex? No...

Promise me that you'll never try to kill yourself again.

If not for you, do it for me.

Do it for your sisters.

Don't you worry. I'm rejected, even by death.

That's it...

I have to live with what I've done.

You did nothing, Alejandro.

Mom, cut it out.

It wasn't easy for you to have the father you were given.

I almost enjoyed it.

Didn't you?

What are you talking about?

Son...

What are you saying?

What are you saying?

-My love... -Nothing...

My dearest...

What are you saying?

Hello?

Hello, Mommy.

It's me.

You don't need to respond, but I beg you listen to me.

I'll be out anytime now.

So will Alex.

I want to see you.

I want to bring the family together.

Are you still there?

Hello?

Hello?

Who was that, Mom?

Your father.

ARQUÍMEDES PUCCIO LEAVES PRISON UNDER HOUSE ARREST.

Hey, Mom! It's me, Gabriel!

They say you would always sweep the sidewalk at your home

to make sure no one heard or saw anything.

That's what they say.

Is that what they say?

The newspapers.

And you believe what's said in the papers?

I remembered it because you're sweeping now.

-Is it true? -No.

Do you miss your children?

How can I not?

Do you miss Alejandro?

Very much.

And Daniel?

-Do you know anything about him? -I can't answer that.

You're not in contact with him?

I don't want to speak about my kids.

I pray for them every night.

I lost my family, thanks to a group of motherfuckers

whom I will soon cross and give them what they deserve.

Do you plan on getting revenge on those who accused you?

Society condemned us.

They called us "The Infamous Puccio Clan," "The Family of Death,"

and a bunch of other nonsense.

I'm not getting revenge. Life will take care of their timely deaths.

As for me, I have many years ahead.

You didn't kidnap or order the deaths of the businessmen?

No...

I had nothing to do with that.

Who was it then?

No idea. I don't give a damn.

It doesn't interest me.

Why should I care about stuff that doesn't concern me?

But the prosecution had proof and witnesses who incriminated you.

Lies, pure lies.

That was put together by judges who received money from every corner.

What would you tell the victims' families?

That I feel sorry for their suffering.

But that I had nothing to do with it.

And that they should be careful.

There are many maniacs on the loose.

Did you consider your family to be a normal family?

Yes.

Until the police barged in and fucked up my home.

How can one be a policeman?

Is there anything worse than being a policeman?

Yes.

Being a journalist.

TELEFE A GOOD SIGN

One of the biggest celebrities in forensic history has died.

Who was Alejandro Puccio, Javier?

During the eighties,

for about three or four years,

there was an epidemic of kidnapping amongst businessmen.

There you have him, Alejandro Puccio.

-He handed over his friends. -Exactly.

He was sentenced to life in isolation.

Pick up, buddy.

Hello?

Who was it?

The prison.

Your son, Alejandro...

...died.

Let's go, Mom.

-Huh? -Shall we go?

-Where? -We are leaving. The car is outside.

Don't come back late.

How pretty.

What?

FOR SALE

EPIFANÍA IS FREED AFTER HER CHARGES ARE DISMISSED

Let's go?

HER WHEREABOUTS ARE UNKNOWN

Are you afraid of dying, Arquímedes?

I've never been afraid.

But it's sad.

I'm going to miss them.

Who?

Do you feel lonely?

Loneliness is for people who have no dreams.

What are your dreams?

Do you regret anything?

Do you want to confess anything about your victims?

What victims?

The ones you killed.

The only victims were my family and me.

We all have a midget in our head who tells us what to do.

No one is really in control of their actions.

People think they can choose.

But that's not true.

The midget tells you what to do.

It all depends on he says.

Your destiny...

...is controlled by the midget.

So you're not claiming responsibility for your actions?

It was the midget who did it.

The clan was led by Arquímedes Puccio,

father of Alejandro.

To hide the victims, they used the house owned by the Puccios in San Isidro.

The federal police are allowing access to the house

to show where the business lady was being held hostage.

Finally, the Puccio clan was discovered.

Alejandro claimed not to know what was happening inside his house.

I wasn't part of such a huge atrocity.

I'm innocent.

-Innocent? -Let me go, please.

Arquímedes Puccio, identified as the ringleader.

Speak with Dr. Bianchi.

I have nothing to say. I have nothing to say.

"I have nothing to say" was the short statement

by Arquímedes Puccio.

This is the Puccio house,

a two-story yellow home

with a store that occupies the entire corner.

Finally, the last member inside the house,

Alejandro Puccio, is escorted out too.

-Alejandro. -Please.

You didn't expect to go to jail,

so how do you think prison will be for you?

Are you complying with your house arrest?

-You never leave? -No, at no point do I leave.

How are you living, by yourself?

Who gives you company?

I have company, yes, yes.

The list is posted on the corner.

The clothes are still drying which indicates that the inhabitants

must have left the premises with no turmoil.

Many sports items,

rugby specifically,

indicate that they could possibly belong to Alejandro.

I've been given, by the government that existed at that time,

which wasn't a legitimate state,

well... a sentence.

I've fulfilled 18 years as a prisoner.

And, given the law's disposition,

I'm completing my house arrest until the end of term.

-Do you regret anything? -Nothing.

One of the characteristics of the house

is that all its doors and windows face the patio.

One can presume that some of the family members,

when the kidnapped victims were entering the house,

could have seen the movements.

At the location where, for more than 30 days,

the kidnapped businesswoman was held,

we found a small single bed

where she was kept chained,

as well as an improvised toilet...

You always say you're innocent.

Of course, because no one has had proof to condemn me.

I was convicted politically.

And because my lawyer betrayed me.

And because the prosecutors paid off Judge Casal.

-Have you ever killed anyone? -No, never.

Never. I've participated in armed combat.

And what I had to do in how we organized as a revolutionary force,

well, we have done nothing more.

It was a war.

END

Arquímides comments about the abductee are false,

but do relate to real-life events.