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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

5 YEARS AGO...

(SIREN WAILING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(MAN MUTTERING)

Why are you talking, motherfucker?

I told you to be quiet. Didn't you hear me?

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

Silence!

Motherfucker.

What are you doing?

Do you want a bullet in the head

before the prosecutor gets here?

Eh?

(GUN CLICKS)

(SHOUTING)

Fag, fag, fag!

What's wrong? You can't sleep?

Hmm?

(SIGHS)

You don't speak any Spanish?

If they aren't blasting your ears with reggaeton,

some idiot is coming in to ask you something.

You eventually get used to it.

I don't know if you'll make it in here.

What should we do with this scum, Foca?

Shoot him!

Should I blow this loser's head off?

FOCA: Do it!

(GUN CLICKS) (GASPS)

Everything okay?

I don't know about your country,

but here, if you stare at someone,

it's not cool, all right? It's rude.

Close your eyes, or look somewhere else. Do you understand?

You lowlife shit.

You guys come here to start gangs, you son of a bitch.

You're lucky you're in Argentina. I'm sure in your country

they'd have hanged you by the balls.

What are you looking at, you piece of shit?

What are you looking at? You want some of this?

Do you want one of these?

You have to get used to jail here.

Do you know what we do with Chinamen?

We make rice pudding.

You provide the rice, and we add the milk.

They're going to fuck you up, and tear your ass apart.

Son of a bitch.

Useless shit.

Can you imagine a police lineup with these sons of bitches?

They all have the same face.

What's up, Pastor? What's going on, Pedro?

Do you have a light?

No, I don't.

And you, Chinaman?

Don't waste your time. Either he doesn't speak Spanish,

or else he's playing dumb.

(SPEAKING MOCK CHINESE)

PASTOR: What? Do you speak Chinese?

Nah, I'm just messing with him. Have you named him?

Come on, throw some names out. Chinese names.

Chinaman Maidana. No.

Chinaman Darin. No.

Saja, Chinaman Saja.

That's it, Soya.

There you go, Chinaman.

You've been baptized, Soyaman.

Save yourself!

Let's see, you, come. Hey, you!

Are you related to him?

They're all the same.

They all have the same kung fu look.

Piece of shit.

Look down. Don't play stupid with me.

Don't get me started again, eh?

Enough already! I can't sleep with you looking at me like that.

Do you understand what I'm saying? Stop looking at me!

Fucking cunt, you Chinese asshole.

(WHISTLES)

Hey!

Get up, let's go!

Did you sleep here all night?

That Chinese asshole wouldn't let me sleep.

What happened? What did he do?

He spent all night staring at me

like he was... I don't know, insane.

He's crazy. Did you see his face? He scares me.

He has a crazy face, but he's not that scary.

Grab your things and come on

or they'll come looking for us.

You should've asked for help, that's what friends are for.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

GUARD: Let's go.

Get in line, you pieces of shit. Move it!

Do you sleep sitting up? What is it with you?

You don't talk?

Go straight to the showers, then the dining room.

Let's go. Move along.

Everyone but you.

Sub-21 members go last.

Why?

Because you're like an infectious disease.

We don't want an epidemic at San Onofre.

If you don't want us to mix, why don't we go first?

First, you'll have to suck my dick.

Get out of here, Capece, you're full of it.

Are you going to make the bed before he gets here?

This doesn't look anything like an office.

I see you're in a bad mood.

What do you expect?

A good mood.

Impossible. You're asking me to sleep with an old geezer

to save your career. What do you want from me?

It's not to save my career, but our career.

Our fates our linked. If I rise, you move up with me,

and if I sink, you sink, too.

Why don't I have a nice pussy to offer Doctor Luduena?

There's no need to be disgusting.

Stop acting like a prude.

Excuse me? Remember the photos

a certain someone sent to Mario Borges?

What are you talking about?

If you don't know, why are you blushing?

No. You were able to stomach

fucking Mario Borges.

I won't judge you, I know what loneliness is like.

Now that I'm separated, I know what it's like to be alone in jail.

You're just trying to soften me up

so I sleep with that old piece of shit.

If you fucked Mario Borges with his gut and his age,

you'll have no problem getting it on with this guy.

Who told you that I slept with Borges?

I'm telling you.

Okay, fine. I'll do it.

There's something special about you, you're a hero.

I love you for doing this.

It's not that I suddenly feel like a union man,

but there are legitimate claims to be made.

What would my wife do if I were killed like Rico?

She'd find someone else.

Stop joking.

There's no point in risking your life for a miserable salary.

(SNIFFS) It smells rotten here.

Two years ago, I stopped construction on my house in Necochea,

I can't even afford a few bricks.

At least you'll have a summer house.

No, we're going to live there.

In Necochea? Yes.

Is there a jail? No.

What are you going to do? You've never done any other type of work!

I don't know.

Shit! What happened here?

Jesus!

(RETCHING)

Maintain your dignity, Gonzalez!

This shit again! Isn't there any other fruit we can eat?

Can't we have some watermelon, or kiwi? Something tropical?

MAN 1: Do you think you're at a resort?

DIOS: If I eat this now, I'll shit all day.

MAN 1: At least it doesn't leave your fingers

smelly, like a mandarin orange.

MAN 2: I like mandarins.

MAN 1: You like to smell gross.

(MAN 2 LAUGHS)

DIOS: Why are you laughing?

MAN 2: I'm going to shove my cock up that guy's ass.

What's going on? What the hell do you want with me?

You're pissing me off, fucking Chinaman.

(ALL CLAMORING)

Do it, give it to him!

INMATE 1: Fuck your mother!

INMATE 2: Hit him, do it!

INMATE 3: Do it, asshole, hit him!

Doctor, it might be better if I went in alone

because we don't know what we might find.

I want to ensure there's no tampering with evidence.

Don't come whining to me later if it's too shocking. Open up.

I won't complain.

What's going on in there?

(INMATES CLAMORING)

Go, go, go!

What happened, Pena?

The Chinaman gave him quite a beating.

I guess this wasn't your lucky day.

I can't tolerate these kinds of problems.

I'm moving the Asian to another wing.

I don't want any more trouble.

Is that clear? He should come with us.

The Chinaman's our friend now.

Pastor tried to pull a fast one and

Jackie Chan here showed off his skills.

Okay, that's enough! Hey!

No more courtyard!

Another... He doesn't understand.

What is he? I didn't see the file.

Is he Chinese? Japanese? Chinese.

Bring the Chinaman to the evangelist wing.

He can be a translator and clear... What's his name? Wan?

Wan.

He's on parole.

Shit. Okay then, he can stay with you temporarily.

Take him away.

Seriously? He can come with us?

Come on, let's go.

(GROWLING) Go on!

Shithead.

What's wrong, Pena? How many punches did you take to the face?

The Chinaman doesn't have a mark on him.

Take him away.

Fighting comes naturally to Asians, it's part of their upbringing.

That has nothing to do with it.

He caught me off guard, that's all.

He kicked the shit out of me, he came at me from all sides.

Did you hear that Pipita's coming back?

No. Yes.

Pipita's coming back? I'm telling you.

He's a legend.

I don't know who that is.

He's a maniac.

He escaped like 15 times, and in the craziest ways.

And then he was caught 15 times, in the stupidest ways.

He escaped from here?

Yes, many times.

I don't think he can now because an accident left him blind.

I don't know what happened, I think he tried to escape again.

I expect you two will get along well together.

Have you learned to use the cane?

That thing pisses me off more than anything.

But I need it, I have to get used to it.

You can't see shit, eh, Pipita?

Is that better? Much better?

Fuck all!

MAN: Get a seeing eye dog.

Stop saying stupid shit, brother. We missed you, Pipita.

You have no idea. The hospital is worse than jail.

They keep you handcuffed in bed all the time.

Yeah, it's bullshit.

ARNOL: So what? Are you going to escape now?

PIPITA: Not a chance.

Same as always around here?

Same as ever, nothing changes.

You know what? What?

They tore Morcilla to shreds. He disappeared.

(PIPITA LAUGHS)

Ah, that fat faggot bastard!

He was a fat turd.

What a fucking asshole. (LAUGHING)

So tell me something, who did it?

Some crazy guy. He just got here. His name is Pastor.

You'll be good friends, he's like you.

Like me? What does that mean?

He's always dreaming of escaping.

I already like him.

I told you so, asshole.

Pipita, we found you a place in the courtyard, okay?

Thanks, buddy.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Come here, Luke.

How are you doing, Lucas? Hi.

Hi.

How are you?

Good.

Do you know who I am?

My daddy.

Can I give you a hug?

Yes.

You're so big!

Yes?

Can we sit?

Come.

Come here with me.

And the doggy?

His name is Axel, like me.

What?

Lucas asked us to change his name for a while.

That's great.

Can I tell you a secret?

Here inside, I changed my name too.

My name is Pastor here, instead of Miguel.

But soon I'm going to bring you to a place

where we can go back to using our real names.

You, Lucas, and me, Miguel.

Chinaman! Do you understand?

Home. Here, friends.

We're safe in our wing, we're like family here.

He's Colombian.

Barny.

This is your bed. Come sit down.

Here, family, friends, everything is okay.

Sit down, you sit here. That's it.

Sit down, stay here.

There you go, buddy.

(CHUCKLES) There you go.

Are you sure he doesn't understand anything?

Why do you think I talk to him like this? Because I like it?

That Chinaman doesn't understand shit.

So why did you bring him here, dumbass?

DIOS: Because he's a friend.

Yes, my friend.

Did you see him fight?

He knows kung fu.

Better to have him on our side than against us.

You know what we're going to do?

I'm going to take you somewhere

so we can live together peacefully.

You and me.

What should I tell him?

Whatever you want. There's no right or wrong answer.

You don't remember now, but when you were little we lived together.

When you were a little baby.

When my mommy was here?

Yes.

When Mommy was there and after that, as well.

Do you remember your granny Elida?

Your granny, Elida, took care of you while I was working.

Then I'd come to pick you up and we'd spend the night at home

watching cartoons and eating.

He remembers Elida. We were talking about her the other day.

You have no idea how well Lucas has been drawing lately.

Oh, really? Yes.

He's been decorating my whole kitchen.

Wonderful.

He's made beautiful drawings.

Are you enjoying yourself?

Yes.

Why is your face like that?

I was fighting earlier.

Here everything is resolved with fists.

Did you win?

I don't think so.

It looks like I lost.

Why are you here?

Because...

Because I did something dumb.

I did something wrong.

So I'm here to think about it

to ensure that I don't do it again.

Like being in time out?

Very similar to that, yes.

You're very smart.

Can we go?

Yes, go.

Let's do this,

I'm going to take you to see Mabel

and you can get a drink.

I have to talk to your dad.

See you later, okay?

Can I get a smoothie?

Okay, a smoothie.

Good. Mabel's my sister.

They met the other day and they became great friends.

That's nice.

Come on, give him a kiss.

Thank you for coming.

Wait here. I'll be back in a second.

Here? Yes, wait for me here.

What's up, Marito?

I want to know what those two are up to.

Who are they?

That's Diosito's skinny friend,

I hate this guy.

The girl that just left is Mrs. Molinari,

one of the social workers.

The bitch who rejected Diosito's request for leave?

This jail is full of crooked bastards.

Honey, stay calm. I don't want to have to explain why you're upset.

I just buried my brother, Mario.

You still have your brother, but what do I have?

Calm down, take a deep breath.

I understand you're upset, it will pass.

I need you to come back home. I can't stand it anymore.

You say that as if I didn't want to come home.

Listen.

What are you going to do to the men

who ordered my brother's death?

We're working on it.

I want them dead, Mario.

I want them carried out of here in pieces.

Did you hear me? Okay.

I need a couple things from you.

Okay, tell me.

We want to destroy those sons of bitches.

Yes.

I don't want any connection to me.

No, my love, no.

I don't have much time left in here.

How did you find him? Where was he?

He was at the guesthouse I told you about.

He was with Carla all along.

First they went to Santiago del Estero, then they came back.

Who is Carla? Carla.

Your sister-in-law's friend.

Poor thing, this is so fucked up.

He's fine, she treated him well.

This is crazy.

I loved to see him, it did me a lot of good.

But I don't want anyone to link him to me.

It's dangerous, Emma.

Don't worry. I said he was your nephew.

That's just as bad!

Fine, what would you like me to do?

You're his dad, he needs to know you're alive.

He needs to trust me, and know I was telling him the truth.

This is all very difficult for him.

I just don't want anything bad to happen to him.

People here are heartless,

they don't care that he's a child.

It'll all be fine. Okay.

I have to tell you that Carla has disappeared.

What do you mean, disappeared?

She disappeared.

When she saw me at the guesthouse with him, she left.

Lucas is staying at my place.

He's living in your house? Yes.

But I have to tell the authorities, he can't stay with me.

I don't know if Betina has any relatives...

No, no.

A relative who can take care of him.

No, no one needs to know about Lucas. Please, no.

I can't keep him, it's illegal.

This is crazy, it's like a kidnapping.

He needs to lead a normal life. Emma.

Think about this.

Betina's family has never wanted anything to do with Lucas.

He's going to end up in foster care. I don't want that.

Why did you tell him he was going with you?

You shouldn't lie to him, especially not now.

I'm not lying to him. Oh, no?

No.

So what's your plan, then?

I can't forgive you for going over my head to that asshole Belardo.

Why?

You went behind my back to deal with him. Now let him sort it out!

It's not my problem.

That list of requests submitted to the attorney general,

why wasn't it brought to me?

We didn't think you'd listen.

Amaya, don't I listen to you?

Why don't you stop breaking my balls?

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

The thing with Rico was an isolated incident.

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

And I don't want to see any sad puppy dog faces.

No one here is clean.

So if you want me to turn on the fan

so that the shit can fly around, I will.

Don't piss me off.

(CELL PHONE PINGS)

Excuse me one moment, I have to take care of this.

This shit with the attorney general...

Resolving your mess.

Also the guys asked me to talk to you...

Can we bring in some screens and projectors for Argentina's big game?

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

Where do they get...

I want to know, where the hell would they get projectors?

Borges offered.

Borges?

Yes, it's a donation to San Onofre,

our little secret.

Troublemaking son of a bitch.

They think they can do whatever they want.

All right, fine, get out. Stop breaking my balls.

I don't want to hear any more complaints, that's it.

These ingrates are squeezing my balls,

sons of bitches.

I want to see a smile on your face.

I've arranged your romantic encounter.

(LAUGHING)

Tell me one thing, can't this old codger call?

Can't he at least have the decency to call?

Show some enthusiasm, make him believe you like him...

Come.

Stop messing around!

Just remember that I'm simply arranging

an auspicious, romantic rendezvous.

I want you to show him a good time.

Do you want any? It's powder.

Nose candy? Blow?

MAN: Maybe he's not Chinese.

His eyes are popping out of his head.

(LAUGHING)

DIOS: He's just devouring that shit!

You like this, eh?

DIOS: Chinaman!

House!

What's he saying?

The bottle? Sure, have some.

It's wine, have some.

DIOS: The bottle? Go for it.

You like it, eh? You're happy now.

I'd pay to see Marito's face when he finds Jackie Chan here.

He won't like the latest addition to our gang.

Much less now.

Why don't you lighten up? You're always so negative.

They sent him to the courtyard!

I have the right to save him from that.

Shut up, queer. What if they hear you?

DIOS: He doesn't understand anything. He's Chinese.

Give it to me.

I'm leaving, Emma. I'm getting the hell out of prison.

The only reason I came here was to resolve a kidnapping.

I know that Borges' money is here. Once I find it...

Lunati told me they used a tracking device.

If I can find that money and get out of here, I can start a new life.

You know what I think.

It's much riskier for me to run and try to take care of my son

if I don't have a cent to my name. I'd have more serious problems

and Lucas would be lost.

I want to get the hell out of here, go south and start again.

I'm healthy now. My head is clear, I'm clean.

I want to take care of my son, and be with you.

I want you to come with me.

I don't know if... Emma.

I know this sounds crazy, we just met.

But I feel a strong bond with you.

I'd take care of your baby, if you want.

I want the four of us to be together, do you understand?

Who's there?

Pastor.

Pipita.

What's going on?

They stuck me here with you, I'm taking the Chinaman's spot.

That's fine.

I'm not dangerous.

It would be very difficult for me to throw a punch.

They told me about you.

Oh really?

You're a legend around here.

Um, right.

You mean a dead legend, look at me now.

You want some? What is it?

Vodka. Yes!

(LAUGHING)

I missed this shit!

You can't see anything at all?

No, nothing.

What happened to you? How did you lose your sight?

I was messing around in the workshop.

What color? White.

Hello. Hi there.

How's it going? LUCAS: Well.

Is that the gentleman from the photos?

Mmm-hmm.

That's him.

Everything okay? What are you doing?

We're playing "I spy with my little eye."

Great.

I have to stay longer because I have a couple meetings.

Okay, don't worry.

If you want, we can drop off our stuff at home and go to the plaza?

Yes! All right.

Wonderful. I'll see you later.

Yes. Yes, okay?

Yes.

Can we talk for a moment, Emma?

Excuse me. Yes, by all means.

What's up?

I called many times and left you a ton of messages...

Is there something going on?

No, I had things to do.

I heard a rumor in jail that I can't believe.

So don't believe it.

Look, this is a complicated time right now.

As you're requesting Antin's dismissal,

you'll be under a lot of scrutiny.

I don't have anything to hide. Are you sure?

Have you learned to lie, Emma?

They say you've been flirting with an inmate.

Who is it?

Why do you care?

Why don't you go to hell, Gaston?

You seem a little jumpy, Emma.

I'm so glad you came, you're stunning.

Thank you.

These are my work clothes.

Everything looks good on you.

You're a genetically gifted woman.

Oh, thank you. And?

What do you think?

Very nice.

This is my little haven away from the noise.

It's nice and private. Champagne?

No!

Okay.

Thank you.

Now...

Tell me how a woman like you ended up in a place like San Onofre.

My uncle... Cheers. He was a guard

working in Sierra Chica. He died.

Was he killed?

No, it was his prostate.

I immediately sensed a very strong connection between us.

But I didn't know how to approach you.

I was so pleased

to receive the messages you sent me.

And the photos.

Photos?

Yes, the photos!

That photo you sent me.

(CHUCKLES) Of course, the photo.

I know that there has been a rivalry between you two for a long time.

I don't care when or how it started.

I'm not here about that, I came to negotiate an agreement.

If you have something to say, you can say it now,

respectfully, like civilized people.

If I'm not mistaken, your brother-in-law was murdered

by men associated with this group.

We don't know anything.

They say it occurred after Borges ordered

your attack in the showers.

When? Do you know anything?

No, this is news to me, too.

GASTON: But we all know that both groups have suffered losses,

men have died, been injured and disappeared.

When violence continues to escalate,

everyone loses, and you know this better than I.

Excuse me, you seem to know a lot

about jail affairs, is that right?

No.

Honestly, no.

But if you want to improve your quality of life here,

you have to respect certain rules.

Or would you rather keep killing each other every day?

Do you want a more peaceful life in here?

Yes, or no?

Of course, boss.

I do, at least. We do.

We do, too.

Good.

As the leader of each group has given his word,

you can shake on it, like gentlemen.

If you're men of integrity, your word means something...

MARIO: Yes, of course. GASTON: Good.

Then you've given your word on this?

Or do you need to sign something?

MARIO: Me, no.

You?

Me neither.

GASTON: Good.

It's up to you.

(SIGHS)

I have your word, right?

Yes.

If there's anything you need, just ask, all right?

Good, you can go now.

What?

A handshake?

These guys are playing you for a fool, Gaston.

You're always so skeptical.

Me, skeptical? Yes.

You have no idea. Of course not.

You have no idea who they are.

Do you think they're being genuine? Please.

There were a couple of smoking hot nurses.

I didn't see them, but I heard they were gorgeous.

I touched their breasts as if by accident.

And I said, "Sorry, miss, I'm blind. I can't see anything."

But they had great tits, firm.

What's wrong with him, asshole? Motherfucker.

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

I don't understand shit.

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

What's wrong, motherfucker? Stop talking, fucking Chinaman.

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

MAN: Pastor.

Calm down, Pastor!

Motherfucker!

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

What?

(SOYAMAN SHOUTING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)

Calm down, Chinaman.

(MOANING)

Ah, Octavio!

(LAUGHING)

Your body is made to be worshipped,

every millimeter of skin, savored.

Mmm.

(LAUGHS)

Why don't you let me? Let me have a go.

Now you'll see. Oh, really?

Yes. Look, doesn't this feel good?

You like that? Yes.

Wait. How's this? Does that feel good?

Yes.

(BOTH MOANING)

Harder.

Yes.

(CHOKING)

(GROANS)

Octavio?

Octavio! Octavio?

Octavio!

(PANTING)

(BEEPING)

ANTIN: Done already? Is the old man a premature ejaculator?

Seriously, he passed out. I don't know what's happening.

I think he had a heart attack. He's not breathing.

What do I do? Tell me, please.

Call 911 and leave.

Okay.

(BEEPING)

Hello, I need an ambulance, please.

It's for an old gentleman who fainted...

It looks like he had a heart attack.

Yes, it's Uruguay Street...

The address is 3452 Uruguay.

Yes, 3452 Uruguay, Unit 12B.

Yes, please.

I don't know, he's not breathing.

Thank you.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Please.

My superhero still isn't tired? Stop! You're scaring me!

Jump on one... To bed! Let's go!

Two and three!

Nice, there you go.

Have you calmed down? You were scaring me a bit.

Don't be scared.

Superheroes are good, right?

Yes. Yes?

If not, then they'd be called supervillains, not superheroes.

Are there supervillains where my dad is?

Your dad's with people who've made mistakes,

they're not supervillains,

they just chose the wrong path.

While in jail, they can think and learn to be better people,

and then decide what to do when they get out.

Is my dad going to learn?

I think your dad has already learned his lesson.

All right, time for bed.

I need to speak to Mabel for a moment

and then I'll come lie down with you, okay?

Okay.

Do you want me to leave the light on?

Yes. Can I stay up to read?

Yes. Get into bed, here you go.

Is he sleeping?

He's getting there.

He's a sweetie.

Yes.

It's going to be hard to leave him.

I don't know if I will leave him.

What are you thinking?

I don't know. I'm very confused.

What did that guy tell you?

He wants to move south and he wants me to go with him.

How will he go south?

I don't know, he has a plan to escape.

I know this sounds crazy. Don't look at me like that.

I realize I just met him,

but something tells me he'd be a good partner.

Are you in love?

That's what matters.

Because the jail, your career...

Do you love him enough to pick up and leave

with him and his son?

Asshole, what are you doing?

We have to kill that Borges gang.

Why? What did they do?

They're setting up the big screen just for themselves.

What's it to you?

Are they going to leave us out?

CESAR: What do you know? Shut up.

Capece told me.

We're going to watch that small TV?

No, tell the director they have to set it up here.

Antin, your mother's a super pussy!

Hey, what are you doing?

All this ruckus for a stupid game? Get a grip.

We'll talk to Antin to resolve this. Pass the ball.

Let's go, cowboy.

You have no idea why there's so much tension between Chinaman and you?

PASTOR: No, I have no idea.

I am...

I'm not looking for trouble.

I don't go looking for fights, I never hit anyone.

I'm not interested.

But that guy

irritates me, you know?

You remind me of me, when I was an asshole.

Why?

You don't talk like a guy who has resigned himself

to being locked up to rot in jail.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means your body is here

but your mind is focused on the outside,

and drawing you out like a compass.

That could be.

There's something deep inside...

You sometimes say you just want to get out of here.

Do you know how I went blind?

You told me it was a workshop accident.

That wasn't true.

I was digging an escape tunnel.

So you lied, then.

I triggered a cheap explosive that went off in my face.

I was stupid and in a hurry.

I heard they offered you a more comfortable cell

but that you insisted on coming here. Is that true?

I'm almost finished, Pastor.

I can hear the water running through the drain and onto the street.

Freedom is within an arm's reach.

Blind, deaf, or dumb, I'm not going to die here like a dog.

Now, I need a partner.