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Let's go.

Stop right there!

Move forward!

Hey!

No.

No!

No.

- Hi. - Hi.

Your heart is racing.

I had the same dream again.

That you killed him?

Yes.

This is the war we are fighting.

- How much is there? - 1,300 kilos of TNT.

1,300 kilos of TNT.

Enough to blow up half of Santiago.

And politicians keep saying there's no fire.

But look at this.

We are fighting every day!

VICTORY OR DEATH

1986

Have you been working here for long?

I got here when the girls were still at school.

- I see. How many girls? - Three.

Where did you say you worked?

The big house, near the corner.

They are an old couple.

Yes, I know who you're talking about.

Nobody lasts long with them, it seems.

They must be really right-wing.

Hey, they are all right-wing here. Watch what you say.

Yes, sorry. But I feel I don't fit in.

Dora!

- Hi, good afternoon. - Hello.

What happened?

Get ready. Dad found out about everything.

He's furious.

How come I find out through my granddaughter

that Chichi came to the house?

And your mom and I were in Rapel like two clueless idiots.

I don't understand it either.

What is Chichi doing?

I've lost all my trust in you two.

And you, Dora, if Lily didn't need you so much,

I would kick you out right now.

Dad, please, don't talk to Dora like that.

It's not her fault.

Chichi doesn't want to see you to protect you, Dad.

- Then, she shouldn't come. - It's not that easy.

She misses us, especially Cami.

Tell me.

Why is she hiding? What did she do?

Leave us alone, Dorita, please.

Chichi is a member of the Manuel Rodríguez Patriotic Front.

The ones carrying out attacks?

And you knew that

and let her in the house?

What was she supposed to do, close the door on her?

Pipa has just told you that Chichi is a terrorist.

No, let me...

Oh my God.

Who says that?

She does?

Chichi fucked up her life.

She fucked all of us over.

Stop saying that, Hugo.

Chichi left this letter for you, Dad.

What is she doing?

Okay, if you wanna go unnoticed, listen up.

- Our Father. - Our Father.

- Who art in heaven. - Who art in heaven.

Hallowed be thy name.

Hallowed be thy name.

Put more faith in it. Are you in the military?

More like dumbasses than missionaries.

Do you think it'll go well?

After praying for three weeks, we earned a spot in heaven.

Be ready when the news gets out.

"Catholic missionaries kill Pinochet."

Shall I bring some wine?

Comrades, let's get serious.

As Fabiola was saying, tomorrow is important.

We need to be able to justify

the number of cars, people and soldiers, right?

It's crucial to start being careful about everything we do.

We need to keep praying.

Now, get the weapons ready.

These are leftovers from wars they fought.

Who?

The Soviets, the Chinese, the Cubans, I don't know.

Did you ask the prisoners?

We went over that many times. They're all communists.

My informant identified them.

Was the General happy with the operation?

Of course he was. Look.

He even gave me a present for the achievement.

General Pinochet is in a good mood.

He gave it to me himself.

Do you know what this means?

That I am one of the chosen ones.

The General trusts me.

God damn it. This guy again.

- How are you, General Salas? - General.

Good job. Congratulations.

- Thank you. - But don't think this is a trophy.

- This implies more work. - Of course, General.

Actually, the lieutenant was getting me up to speed

about the interrogations.

Did you ask them what the weapons were for?

To defend the people, they said.

1,300 kilos of TNT to defend the people.

Perfect.

These radicals are plotting something big, not just blowing up towers.

Your job, Castilla, is to find out what. Is that clear?

Answer me.

Yes, General.

Yes, General.

This fucker...

He's always such a pain.

- How many more rounds are left? - Three more inside.

Marcelo, let's go over it.

Okay. Here's the pin.

Don't use your left hand. You are right-handed.

When you change hands, you'll let go of the pin.

Six to nine seconds and it goes off.

Hold it with your right hand.

Remove the safety with your left, and when you throw it, the pin comes off.

- Perfect. - Did you get it or not?

- Now I did. - Yeah?

Let me help.

Cecilia Magni Camino.

Upper class family. The father is a businessman. Very wealthy.

We still need visual ID to confirm, but we have an undercover agent on it.

Did you tap the phones?

Yes, General, but without results.

We have to be certain. They're wealthy and the father is an army collaborator.

Yes, he has a signed photo of General Pinochet.

Don't mess this up,

or I'll make sure you end up in Antarctica.

General.

This is an organization with a compartmentalized structure.

They don't know one another, no names or details about each other.

The leaders must have been trained in an army.

Exactly.

Most likely from Cuba or Bulgaria, communist countries.

From now on, I'll devote myself to this exclusively.

I am going to take down this antisocial gang myself.

We'll be at your service, General.

The main target are the commanders.

Commanders.

They lead the organization.

They're a bunch of fucking kids.

General.

Why is everybody so quiet?

This is supposed to be a party, guys.

- Cheer up. - We are afraid.

Who isn't?

How are you doing, comrade?

Relaxed.

We went over it carefully.

The guys are good shooters.

And they trained well, it's no small feat.

We're on the right path.

Said the pig, on the way to the slaughterhouse.

- Everything is gonna be okay. - Yeah.

No doubt about it.

I'm planning for what's coming.

I need good commanders for the popular uprising.

There's a good one.

At first, I wasn't sure about her.

I didn't understand why a princess would join us in the mud.

She made me swallow my words.

- She's committed like no other. - Yes.

She's good.

I need you to join me, Ramiro.

In the uprising.

But as a commander.

I hope you're not just saying it because I'll die tomorrow.

No. Welcome.

Let's do it, man.

What's up, guys? Come and sit down.

- Yes, help yourself. - Thanks.

- Fork? - This is delicious.

Commander.

We need a glass.

And that extra seat, who is it for?

In case one of the girls comes. You never know in this house.

Please take my plate, Dora.

I won't eat. I'm not hungry.

Excuse me.

- Shall I take it, ma'am? - No.

Sit down.

I shouldn't have told Dad about Chichi.

What are we going to do now?

This is going to end very badly.

We know Chichi. If she's involved in it...

she's going to be upfront,

wanting to be the first one, the best.

Mom.

Why don't you talk to her?

Of course, I will.

If she tries to contact you, tell her I want to see her.

And it's not an invitation, but an order.

- What a mess! - Mom, calm down.

How could she get involved in that?

Calm down, Mom.

- Calm down, everything will be fine. - Take a seat.

Sit down.

And eat.

- Do you want water? - No.

Dora, sit down, please.

Group 501 is under my lead.

Tarzán will be driving.

We have five minutes to reach the meeting point

and block the road with the trailer.

- Yes? - Yes.

Group 502, Ignacio and his men,

will focus the firepower on the second and third vehicles,

the two Mercedes Benz where our target might be.

We'll be there with the M16s.

- How many shooters? - Four.

Group 503, Fabiola and Ramiro.

You'll start shooting from above.

Ramiro, you'll use the rocket launcher.

It'll be an honor, Commander.

Group 504, Lobo and Mario.

You'll be on the rear.

It's important to prevent the other vehicles from escaping.

- Okay? - Yes.

The rocket launcher will come out from here,

and we will move forward with the assault rifles.

This house will be empty. We're closing it tomorrow.

Tamara?

Can we talk?

Of course.

I hope you're not taking advantage of your position as commander to be alone with me.

No.

In fact, this is an official meeting.

What order?

You won't be part of the attack.

What?

You heard me.

I decided to take you out of the operation.

Because being among the gunmen is too risky.

- No. - We cannot allow it.

- No. - That's an order.

I'm the commander in charge of this operation,

and you can't remove me.

I'm your superior.

You can't question me.

You are not thinking as a soldier.

You are not thinking as a commander.

- You're doing it for me. - No.

- For what we have. - No, Tamara.

I don't need...

We're fucked.

We've been planning this for months. I can't leave them.

It's for the group.

Listen, if the operation succeeds,

we need to get them out of the country alive.

You must be in charge of that.

Bullshit! That's your excuse to remove me!

- No. Listen. - You can do that yourself,

- Ignacio or Rodrigo. - I've made a decision. It won't change.

I'm sorry.

Coward.

Dear Dad, I don't want you to suffer because of me.

I don't want you to be angry.

I swear I love you. You're the most important thing for me.

I know you don't understand, but despite that,

you love me and will try to forgive me.

Sometimes I get sad and think that we'll never sit down and talk again.

Come to bed, darling.

Yes, I'm coming.

I asked Tomás to come over to talk tomorrow.

Good.

I hope he talks her out of this madness.

No, Lily.

Lily, I think you don't realize how serious this is.

Chichi is involved in extremely serious things and she could--

Terrible things could happen to her.

Then, we'll have to find her.

And take her abroad somehow.

Can we go talk somewhere else?

An office, maybe?

- Which of these assholes is a commander? - None of them.

We are all small-time members.

This asshole, he plays with you in Orompello, right?

- That's Rucio. - What's his name?

I don't know.

We all have nicknames.

Old Lady's Face.

House Mouse.

Fish. I don't know.

This chick bought that Jeep in Santiago.

Is she the same one that took Salomón abroad?

I don't know.

What's your problem?

What's her name? Tell me!

- I don't know! I swear! - What's her fucking name?

I don't know!

Sanhueza!

Help me with this asshole.

Get up!

No.

You said they called her "posh girl."

Why? What else do you know?

Nothing! They said she came from uptown, a wealthy family.

That's all I know.

We know that!

Tell me something new, fucker!

I can help you find the leaders!

But if you break my arm, they'll smell something!

Motherfucker!

Leave him.

- Excuse me, good afternoon. - Good afternoon.

I'm Hugo Magni. I need to talk to Sergio Fernández, please.

I'll let him know.

Thank you.

WHERE ARE THEY? - JUSTICE!

Hugo Magni!

- Sergito. - This is a miracle, man!

- How are you? - The last place on Earth

- where I expected to see you. - I imagine.

What can I do for you?

Well, it's about my eldest daughter.

You know she's very involved in politics.

- Yes. - Well,

she's a communist.

I haven't heard from her in a long time.

Sergio, I haven't seen her in a long time.

I am so sorry.

Besides, it seems she's a member of the Patriotic Front.

Look, Hugo,

these armed groups are impenetrable.

I have no access to them.

It's very difficult to track them.

I am really scared

that they will do something to my girl.

Help me.

Comrades,

all of us have left our lives behind to be here.

I'd like the words of another comrade to keep you company.

From President Salvador Allende.

...the last time I will be talking to you.

I do not speak bitterly, but with disappointment.

I am not going to resign.

Thanks for all your work.

I'll pay with my life the loyalty of the people.

They may subjugate us.

- Commander. - Commander.

But social changes can't be stopped

either with crime

or with force.

Sooner rather than later,

the wide roads will open again

for free men on their way to build a better society.

History is ours.

Long live Chile! Long live the people!

Long live the workers!

Be careful.

Let's go!

Be strong, brothers!

Pigs for lunch.

That's why we're here.

Shoot!

Grenade!

Attack!

Push forward!

Motherfuckers! Shoot!

Retreat!

Let's go! Get out!

Go!

Let's go!

Let's fucking go!

What's this?

Bareta!

Answer. It's urgent.

- What happened? - A shitshow.

The General was attacked in Maipo Canyon.

Motherfuckers!

Let's go!

FPMR SAFE HOUSE SANTIAGO

Breaking news.

Cooperative Journal is calling.

President Pinochet came out unhurt from an attack

- he suffered this afternoon... - Shit!

Tamara, call Salvador. Start the exit through the mountains.

I'll not take orders from you anymore!

- Tamara! - Shut up! I don't want to hear you!

We failed, do you get it?

The motherfucker got away!

Tamara, we have to leave right now.

- There's no time. - It's on you.

You destabilized the operation, distracted the soldiers by replacing me.

Calm down, Tamara.

Calm down. Enough!

The plan failed, period.

It's over.

Don't tell me it'd have been different with you there.

It's over.

- An attack against General Pinochet... - Lilian.

- Coming! - It seems something happened.

He was attacked by extremists with military-grade weapons.

A woman was among the terrorists.

- Lilian, my God. - It couldn't have been her, right?

I don't know. Let me help you.

Hugo, what-- Dora!

Pipa. Dora!

- Mom, what's wrong? - Calm down.

- Dad. - Breathe.

- What is it? - They tried to kill Pinochet.

- I'm okay. - Breather, Dad.

The injured were taken to the hospital.

- We must take Chichi out of the country. - Yes.

Promise me. Take her out of the country.

Have some water.

How the fuck didn't we see it coming?

This shit's going to blow up in our faces. Get ready.

You said it yourself.

The General was overconfident.

I never said that, man.

I never talked about the General.

- Colonel... - Listen and learn, fucker.

Right now, a wrong word can cost you your life.

Yes, sir.

Right now, General Salas is with the Junta.

Officers are searching the area.

The roads were blocked.

We are talking to the police, in case they see something.

How many casualties?

Five, so far. All ours.

I want two communists dead for each of our martyrs today.

- Which ones? - I don't care.

Take ten communists from our records at headquarters

and fucking kill them.

- Right now, move! - Yes, sir.

If anything happened to me, I wouldn't want you to think ill of me.

I'm doing this out of commitment.

I'm fighting for a cause I consider fair,

and my commitment is rational and irrational.

Clear. Now what?

Now we hide for a while.

No talking, except emergencies.

- What do you think? Did we kill him? - Don't talk.

Not here, not anywhere.

If the CNI chases you, make a fuss so the police comes.

Jail is better than death, comrade.

See you, brother.

This proves that in Chile terrorism is a serious matter.

- Motherfucker. - Much worse than what people say.

More serious than people think.

It would be good for politicians to realize we are at war

between Marxism and democracy.

Ready to get terrorists, boss.

Okay.

I have several here.

- Did you find anything? - Yes, a couple.

The easiest to catch.

Great.

A nationwide state of emergency has been declared

after the attack on General Augusto Pinochet today,

after 6:00 p.m. on the Maipo Canyon road.

Near Achupallas, to be specific.

The Commander in Chief was traveling by motorcade

from his home in El Melocotón towards...

I'm leaving a special force group in Santiago.

Ignacio and Ramiro will help me put it together.

And the others?

We are taking some out of Santiago,

and others will leave the country.

You are going to Argentina with Mario.

- Do I have to leave the country? - It's for your safety.

And for the operation.

I can't believe it.

Listen to me.

You may think we failed, but we didn't.

This is just one operation.

Tomorrow, the fight goes on.

It's 10:55 p.m.

and we're with our mobile unit of Chilean Radio Press Department.

We're at the office of the Interior Minister, who informed us

they are carrying out searches in Santiago neighborhoods.

He also confirmed the country is under a state of siege.

Several leaders of the opposition have been detained

while the police reported the death of four people, all males,

in clashes with the police

during the investigation of terrorists after the attack

on General Pinochet.

The wife of the journalist Pepe Carrasco

reported her husband was kidnapped

from his home during the night.

The same was reported

by the family of publicist Abraham Avellido.

The raids are expected to continue during the night,

since army leaders declared they won't rest

until they find the terrorists who tried to kill General Pinochet.

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