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HE WHO DOES NOT KNOW HIS HISTORY IS DOOMED TO REPEAT IT

PABLO ESCOBAR, THE LORD OF EVIL

Currently, we the MR20 commanders...

MOUNTAINS OF COLOMBIA

...are having peace talks with the government,

and the time for us

to be politically active gets closer each day.

But during this process,

we'll need your support and strength

to keep fighting.

Go and rest.

Dismissed!

-Morning! -Hello.

Gentlemen! No...

Mauricio!

How are you?

- I've been waiting for you. - Ah, okay.

I hope it wasn't too difficult for you to get here.

No, not really.

I'm used to treading the unbeaten path.

A pleasure to meet you!

A pleasure to me, too.

It's an honor that two men like you

have come here to talk to me.

Yes, well...

we aren't exactly the ones who want to talk to you.

The one you really need to meet is my brother-in-law,

the very Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria.

He's right. And we are here to find out what you think about it...

Pablo Escobar wants to talk

to an MR20 commander?

- That's right, sir. - That's what we said.

And what makes you think

MR20 is interested in talking to the Medellín Cartel?

Well...

Pablo thinks that, if you really are against

the extradition of Colombian citizens,

you'll be interested in talking to the most wanted man in the United States.

Well, Pablo.

Thanks for everything.

Thanks, Julio.

We really appreciate it. Okay, let's go!

So long gentlemen.

Take care, boss. Bye, brother.

Are you listening, Pablo?

Have you forgotten that those men shot me

and kidnapped Motoa's sister?

Of course, not, Herbert. But look, you have to understand

you must understand

that the MR20 guerrilla group will be

the next political force to take power in this country,

and we should side with them,

because those who have politics

are those who have power. They are masters of everything.

I'm sorry, Pablo, but that's not true.

And I won't have anything to do with those insurgents.

Just leave them to it.

You can count me out, as well. I want to make that clear.

Well,

I guess we should forget about it...

Don't worry. I won't make any contact with them.

Okay, buddy.

Anyway, you can count on my money. I'll get it to you right away.

All right, thank you very much.

Pablo! I've already requested three million dollars.

But I won't go to Medellín. I'm going on vacation to Spain.

Really? What are you going to do there? Look for trouble?

No, man. Trouble?

Trouble would be going to Medellín. I could be extradited.

I prefer to wait until I see you all are okay...

Don't do it.

Don't do it, Pedro.

Colombia is the only country where we're going to be safe.

It's the only place in the world where our money is worth something.

It's getting too risky, Pablo. I'm outta here.

Do it, son.

Behave yourselves. Thanks for everything.

I really don't understand

why you want to kill that man.

Because he's a phony!

Besides, the police are after him, and if he gets caught, I'm the one who'll suffer.

- Call him and we'll talk. - Listen. If money is the problem, I...

No, no, money isn't the problem, Mauricio.

On the contrary, you've been very kind.

You opened your home to us, let us stay there.

No. This one you can have for free.

Not a problem, brother.

Thanks very much, Gonzalo,

but I need this to be a quick job.

Let me discuss it with Pablo first, okay?

- Okay. Thanks, Gonzalo.

Thanks for your hospitality, buddy.

Bye, Mauricio.

All the best.

Colonel, there's a man on the line who says he's a member of the Medellín Cartel.

- The Cartel? - Yes, sir. Excuse me.

Hello?

Colonel Pedregal,

I have some news,

some good and some bad.

The good news is that you have two options;

the bad news is you have to decide between them right now.

Who is this?

Either you send me $100,000 every month

to provide the required protection to the Medellín Cartel

and to keep it outside the reach of the law,

or I'll kill you, your father, mother, uncles and aunts, your wife Maria,

your son Santiago, your daughter Pilar, even your grandmother.

And if your grandma's already dead, I'll dig up her body and kill her again.

Are you threatening me?

No, this isn't a threat Colonel,

because threats are never carried out.

They're things we say, but never do.

This is an official notification from the Medellín Cartel as a whole,

therefore I need your decision right away.

Tell me who I'm speaking to.

Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria.

That's it. Ready?

That's it.

Very good!

- Do you like your toy? - Yes.

Let me see.

Oh, that's very nice!

Look, your father is here...

Major Villamil! How are you?

Hey, congratulations! Your son admires you very much.

He's always talking about the army, right?

Yes.

Take it. It won't bite.

You have an adorable son, Major.

- Come on, Miguel. - Look after him.

Bye.

Bye! Call me Uncle Peluche!

Bye, Uncle Peluche!

That's it!

Look at what we have to do

to get what we want.

The kid was really sweet, though.

Thanks, my friend.

Hey, Pablo!

Welcome to your country, my friend.

Thank you very much.

What's up boys!

These politicians

think they own the streets, huh?

What's up, Fabricio? How are you?

How's everything?

- How are you, Pablo? - Good, very good!

- This way... - Thank you

- Watch your step - Thanks, man.

- Excuse me, Colonel. - Come in.

- Any news from Panama? - Nothing, Colonel.

It seems they are still there, because no one has seen them in Medellín.

So, they're going to keep hiding from me.

So the idea is that the MR20 members

will publicly state their entire

and absolute

support to the Cartel.

We're never going to say that.

We'll reiterate

that Colombians should be judged by Colombian laws,

by Colombian people and here in our country.

But that doesn't mean we'll say we are sympathizers with the Medellín Cartel.

Never.

Listen, Fabricio.

If you publicly state your rejection

of the extradition of Colombians, I'll be satisfied.

Pablo, I want you to understand I can't make that decision alone.

Talk to them, meet with the other commanders.

Explain the situation.

Tell them that if they want me

to go to the mountains to talk to them,

I'm willing to do it. You know well,

I'm a sympathizer with the Latin American revolutionary cause.

Okay.

I want to remind you that our cause

is going through a very important phase.

We are in the middle of a negotiation leading to a possible peace process

with President de la Cruz's government,

and we don't want that process be hindered.

I understand you, commander,

and in that sense,

everything will go at its own pace. That's okay with us.

Pablo, be honest.

What are we going to get from it?

What is the revolution going to get if we support you?

Commander, you know better than I

that the revolution is expensive.

I'm willing to provide you

all the support you need

money, arms, telecommunication equipment, satellite telephones,

medicines, non-perishable food. Just tell me

whatever you need and I can have it there tonight.

I want to ask you a personal favor.

You mean, another favor.

Yes, another favor.

I need to meet

with Sandinistas in Nicaragua.

All I'm asking you, darling,

is not to corrupt my little brother anymore, okay?

Hey, Mireya,

do you know a young man...

I haven't congratulated you...

For what?

For your second child.

Ah yes, it's a girl. Her name's Daniela.

Your wife's just had a baby, and you're here banging me?

What's wrong? Aren't I entitled

to have a few friends?

Holy Mother of God, please save me from these men!

Oh, pretty please.

Come on, Mireya, tell me.

Do you know a kid they call...?

What do they call him? Ah, Yuca!

Yuca?

- Yeah. Yuca. Do you know him? - That guy and Chili have been buddies

since they were kids.

Do you think I could use him?

What for?

To work, to make a living.

Are you going to turn this neighborhood into a killing squad?

Just try it, honey.

What's up, neighbor? What do you need?

Are you Yuca?

Yes, what do you want?

I need you to come with me. Someone wants to talk to you.

Do you think I'm stupid? That I'd just go off with anyone?

Well, you decide, brother. I don't need you,

but the boss does.

What a bad boy face you have, man!

Keep going, dude.

Oh! Pablo Escobar Gaviria in person!

- A pleasure, brother! - How's it going?

Very well. Two of my friends used to work for you--

Chili and Mole--but they left,

because more cops arrive every day.

I stayed, because I love money...

And what about you?

What are you doing here, brother?

What's your name, my friend?

My name's Yuca, pal. At your service.

Listen, Yucca, I'm going to give you two pieces of advice:

first, you have to learn to talk less and listen more.

Sure, sorry, Don Pablo. I'm listening.

I assure you I'm listening.

Look, I have a friend who wants another friend to disappear.

Oh yeah? I'm ready! Count me in.

How much are we talking about?

Twenty million pesos.

Okay, let's not waste any time,

- What are the coordinates? - Listen to me.

Look, this job is repayment of a favor,

so I recommend you to do it fast,

clean, and that you leave no trail. Got it?

Relax, don Pablo. My work is guaranteed, man!

With all due respect, brother!

Very cool. I'm looking forward to it.

A second piece of advice.

Go and change your clothes.

Don't forget,

the first impression is the most important.

Got it, first impression is the most important.

First impression is the most important.

You won't regret this, brother.

Attention. Breaking news.

One of the alleged members of the Medellín Cartel,

the well-known cattle-dealer Pedro Motoa,

has just been arrested in Madrid, Spain,

along with Gildardo Rodríguez,

identified as a low grade drug trafficker from Cali.

Nevertheless,

there are currently no charges against either of them in Colombia.

Therefore, Spanish authorities will inquire as to whether

the United States will request their extradition,

on counts of drug trafficking and related crimes.

In other news, we can inform you that in the capital today...

God dammit, Gildardo.

I can't believe we are in this fucking hole!

I cannot believe it!

What really worries me is the extradition issue.

We can't just sit and wait.

At any moment, the United States might send for us,

- and we'll be extradited right away. - No. Shut up.

That can't happen.

I'd rather die.

We have to do something.

We must look for a political solution...

Political? No Gildardo, forget it!

That's how this all got started.

Attempting a political solution.

- And look where we are now. - What, then?

How should we solve it, then? By paying?

We aren't in Colombia, man.

If we don't do it right,

we'll be caught, and sent straight to the US.

Let's see if I have this right. You guys want

to fly the helicopter to the jail in Spain and get your brother out?

- That's right. - Exactly.

That's crazy, Germán!

A helicopter? It'll be destroyed as soon it gets near the building!

Do you think we haven't thought this through?

Come on, Pablo.

It's all been planned with some very influential Spanish people.

They assured us they'll get my brother out, no problem.

Even if we have to buy off more than one inside that hole!

Listen, Julio! Those Spaniards are tricking you!

You could understand it if we were talking about a jail in Colombia.

You can do anything here, but in Madrid? Come on!

What should we do then, Pablo?

Let our brother rot in that jail?

There is no process against him leading to his extradition to Colombia!

Listen to me. Do you think it will be very difficult

for the Colombian state to invent a process in a few days just to involve him?

You have to think carefully about this.

Pablo, the plane is ready.

What?

Come on! Let's go!

Think about what I'm saying, pal... Trust me.

-We'll keep talking, okay? -All right, boys.

- Trust me. - We'll see!

I don't know...but believe me.

Hey! I'm sorry to wake you up, but I'm worried.

I think we should have traveled to Nicaragua first

to probe these Sandinistas

before coming here with all this product.

We should've been more cautious, Pablo.

The advantages of being friends

with a revolutionary group.

You mean the MR20 helped us to make this connection?

I asked the commander Fabricio

to contact the Sandinistas,

so he spoke to them,

and spoke very highly of me, and made recommendations.

Here you have space for ten photos,

and here for two hours of conversation.

Just find one piece of evidence, and that will be enough to accuse them.

I suppose that if you can fly an airplane,

you can use a camera, can't you?

So what's up, Harry? How are we doing?

All right! I think we'll get there in an hour.

Hey, relax, Gonzalo. Everything is going to be okay, man.

Everything.

I'm relaxed, I'm relaxed. Listen to that idiot!

Fucking idiot.

- What's wrong? - He told me to relax. I am relaxed!

Tell me, Pablo, how the negotiation with Sandinistas is going?

Shall we just go to Nicaragua and store the product?

I don't know yet! We have to see what they want in exchange.

What if they don't want anything?

Or if they are waiting for us with rifles to extradite us?

Or if they're furious at us for invading Nicaragua with cocaine?!

- That would be the worst. - Listen, Gonzalo, that won't happen.

Things have been perfectly arranged.

Anyway, don't forget,

the Sandinistas are leftists. They hate gringos, so stop worrying, okay?

But I hate leftists!

What do you want me to do then? Get off, then! Or should I change seats?

No, don't move...relax.

He's wounded! Get him in!

Quickly, get him in.

So, the aircraft's full of cocaine?

Yes, Officer. And as we had agreed by phone,

all we have to do now is to sit and negotiate

to see how you collaborate with us to unload and store all this.

We aren't drug dealers, Don Pablo.

I understand that, Officer. But we're talking business here.

I need to unload and store the product,

so it can gradually be dispatched to Mexico,

and so you and your boys can make extra money.

How much are we talking about?

Officer, I didn't come here to make deals with you,

because I don't have time. The idea is to give you

one thousand dollars for each kilogram we get inside Managua.

- Deal. - Thank you very much, Officer.

Very kind of you.

All right, boys. Help unload.

It's done.

Our first storage center in Central America. Very good, Pablo.

This is just the start.

From here directly to the Bahamas, Puerto Rico, Mexico, everywhere.

Can you imagine, partner,

the money we're going to save in aircraft fuel?

That's what I like the most! We save money...

This was the right route, Gonzalo.

Yes, boss.

We simply have to deduct one thousand dollars

for each kilo we get inside Managua, and give it to the boys.

What?

- What? - How much?

A thousand dollars per kilo.

A thousand dollars?

Well, not 1000, 500 then 500 as always.

Fuck off, Pablo.

Jesus Christ, are you serious?

- No, but when you talk about money... - Let's help the boys instead.

Move it, boys, we're leaving!

- Let's unload all these bundles. - Pass that one to me!

More! Pass another one.

There you are. Careful with that one in there.

There you go.

On the floor, on the floor.

Okay, put your arms out.

There you go.

- We shouldn't be helping at all. - Leave this one to me!

That one's for us.

- You got it? - Got it.

There we go.

In there.

- And this on top of the other one? - Yes, next to this one.

Perfect, Silvia, thanks. I'll bring it to you later on.

Niky, stop everything you're doing. You have to go to Medellín.

What's happened?

They attempted to kill the dealer who escaped from Colonel Jiménez.

The one who was going to be extradited.

Do you think that crime is connected to Escobar and the Medellín Cartel?

We don't know. All we know is

that the man is at the clinic, and he's wounded.

The situation is very serious,

because someone is very interested

in preventing his extradition to the United States.

Okay, I'll get over there immediately.

And try to contact the Motoa family.

I want to know their position on Pedro Motoa's arrest in Spain.

But, Don Guillermo,

I understand they aren't back in the country.

That's a police assumption.

Our correspondent informed us

that they all are back in their regions.

Why haven't they been arrested then?

Because there is no warrant for their arrest.

Not even a transit fine.

Justice slips up in this country, Niky.

Yes, sir. What we need

is the case against my brother reopened.

Two years ago, this court accused him

of illegal cattle importing.

So, what we require is that the investigative processes against

Pedro Motoa are revisited.

But, Don Julio,

the case is closed.

Yes, I know that. That's why I'm here

with Mr. Ramirez and Mr. Jaramillo,

prestigious lawyers here in the city. I think you know them.

Yes, I know them.

Just in case you need legal advice.

- But... - But nothing, sir.

Don't waste anymore of my time.

I think the press would love to know

that this court is being negligent.

Having charges against Mr. Pedro Motoa and not doing anything about it

is quite simply negligence. It wouldn't be viewed well by the public.

So, think it over...

- Have a good day. - Thank you.

Gentleman.

Goal! No, no.

What? No, no, no.

Whoa!

No! No! Relax!

No, no cars! Go ahead, man!

Go on kick it. Look at that idiot.

Go on.

What's up, kids?

How are you, man?

Go to bed!

Go home and sleep!

Hey, kids, go home!

I said go home, kids! Go home!

How are you, Don Pablo?

Ask this guy to let go of me! What have I done?

I haven't done anything, man.

Do you think I'm stupid, or what?

I went to see that man and shot him several times.

It's not my fault if he has an iron flesh.

What iron flesh you, moron?

- I'm telling you. - Stop fucking around with me.

Well, that's why!

- First job, first fuck-up. - No. My jobs are guaranteed.

Just be patient, brother.

I'll take care of him as soon as possible.

Be what?

Patient, brother.

- Shut your face. - This is a free country.

A free...

Shut your mouth, moron.

Lady Patience has spoken...

You have until tonight to find out which hospital this guy is in,

and you'll kill him first thing in the morning.

I swear.

What did I tell you about your clothes?

Go and change, because the last impression matters too.

I don't deserve to be treated like this. Asshole.

Excuse me. Let me in!

Good morning. How are you?

Fine, thank you.

Where are you going?

To visit my grandma.

You need the geriatric ward.

On the fourth floor.

Is she ill?

Yes, she is.

Poor thing. Mine was ill, too, a while ago...

I already said nobody can get in, Niky.

Why do we always have to have the same argument?

Because you're bull-headed, and you insist.

Besides, he's unconscious. What would you ask him?

I obviously mean when he's woken up.

He's under police custody. You can't.

- Can you tell me why? - Why what?

Why is he being watched as if he were the worst criminal in history?

I hope she gets better soon.

- Sir, the geriatric ward's upstairs. - I came to get some documents here.

Pay attention to me, man! Geriatrics is on the fourth floor!

Thank you very much!

Have a good day! Sorry, Colonel!

Go on.

Listen, they tried to kill that man,

and it's quite possible that they want to do it again.

- That's all I'm telling you. - Any suspects?

That's confidential.

Colonel, any news from Mole?

No news at all, Niky. Okay, that's enough.

May I ask you one last question?

- Another one? - Just one...

Is it true that Escobar and the Cartel are back in the country?

And certain sectors of the police have turned a blind eye?

Have a good day.

I hope the cops didn't follow you, kid.

Nope.

How did it go?

Now you don't want to talk, huh?

Answer me, son.

Go ahead, kid!

Listen, brother...I went to do the job, and I did it.

and I did it... I mean, I didn't...

I mean, I went and I did it, but I didn't do it,

because I got there, and... no, listen.

I went there,

- and-- Put yourselves in my shoes. - Shut your mouth, man.

I'm begging you.

Gonzalo,

what have I done to mankind to deserve a jerk like this?

- You didn't do anything. - Wasn't your work guaranteed?

It is guaranteed.

No, it isn't, Yuca. You came here to tell me you didn't do the job.

I did do it,

but put yourself in my shoes for a minute.

I went there and did it, but I didn't do it, because that's not a hospital--

a fort's what that is!

And I won't put my life in danger and be killed.

Why don't you give me a few more days?

Listen to him! Miss “couple of days” has spoken!

How are you miss, everything okay?

Your time's up, son.

Besides, don't talk to us about forts or cops.

The cops are on our payroll.

Gonzalo, call the colonel, please!

But do you know which colonel it is? It's the one, the one from Bogotá...

Jiménez. It's that guy Jiménez, from Bogotá,

He's the one who's in there.

Pablo, I think the job will have to wait.

We'll tell Mauricio we're going to take our time.

I think that's a good idea.

- In any case... - Shut up, man.

I don't know.

If this kid is so strictly guarded, it's because they're waiting

for him to leave the hospital to extradite him to the States,

and if he gets to the States, I don't know what we'll tell Mauricio.

That kid will break his silence,

and he'll betray Mauricio.

I can't do that to him, no matter what.

I'll do the job myself, man.

You'll go to the hospital personally? No, Gonzalo, I can't allow it.

That's not going to happen. I won't let you risk yourself.

Leave that job to me. Or are you going to send this idiot again?

How dare you ask me that?

Yes, I understand you, but you should understand me, too.

Colonel Jimenez came from Bogotá, but I have no jurisdiction over that.

What?

Police uniforms?

And a patrol?

What do you need that for?

Colonel.

I think that cop recognized me.

Which cop?

The one who was there...

There are two hundred cops, jackass!

Well, one of those who were there.

Excuse me.

What an idiot I am,

offering myself to do this job.

I'm just asking for trouble.

You're not the only one.

Shut your face, man.

Yes, sir.

Fix your uniform and walk like a cop.

You're always nagging, brother.

Walk straight.

Hello, my dear.

- Damn, that's a fine ass. - Who said you could look at her ass?

I'm just saying, brother.

Which one of these is it?

- I have news, Colonel. - Go ahead.

I think our prisoner is at risk...

Who's on duty?

Moreno, Colonel.

Take the gun out.

Who said to shoot him in the head?

- Where then? - In the chest, moron!

- I fucked up. - Yeah, you did. Let's go.

What a fucking mess.

Shit!

The juridical situation of the suspected drug-trafficker

and member of the Medellín Cartel, Pedro Motoa, continues to be unresolved.

Colombian authorities have made a formal request for his extradition to Spain.

- What's up? - Motoa is being processed...

for smuggling and illegal cattle importing,

while the United States

is requesting him for drug-trafficking.

Promise that's not going to happen to you, Pablo.

That's not going to happen to me.

In this country there are no investigations,

nor any processes currently open against me.

I already went to Europe, and I'm not going back.

Oh, my darling, what's the matter?

Let me listen, Patty!

Shh... Patty, please!

- Well, watch it somewhere else. - Just let me listen.

Pedro Motoa is suspected of being nothing less

than one of the master minds

behind the assassination of Minister Rodrigo Lara Bonillo.

On numerous occasions,

Rodrigo referred to him as a gangster

and member of the so called Medellín Cartel.

It's imperative

that Spanish authorities bear that in mind

and send this individual to the United States as soon as possible,

where he'll receive the appropriate sentence.

You know what? You can't imagine how fucking angry I am!

I swear on my mother's life,

I'm going to have that fat guy's job! I'm going to kill him, man!

It's the boss this, the boss that.

I'm going to start sending coke to the States!

No, you don't believe me? You'll see.

I have some information I think would interest the boss.

Colonel, please, come in.

- Thank you. - Make yourself at home.

Very kind, Mr. Motoa.

Working hard?

Yes, sir. Very hard.

Glad to hear it.

Thank you.

To what do I owe this honor?

I'm sure you can imagine, Mr. Motoa.

Ah, so you want me to say it again, Colonel?

Okay, well, come in, have a seat,.

Thank you.

Well...

The thing is...

I have absolutely nothing to do with what they're talking about, Colonel.

Unless you're here to accuse me of something?

It's as simple as this.

You didn't want him to be extradited, so you killed him.

What are you talking about, Colonel?

We're horse and cattle raisers. Businessmen.

We aren't involved in any illicit activities.

That's why, miss,

I'm quite sure that Spanish authorities

are going to act sensibly

and return my brother, without any issues,

and as soon as possible.

What if he's extradited to the US?

Those are accusations invented by gringos.

They're confused. They're just as confused

as the Colonel here.

Or do you have an arrest warrant or something?

Because if that's the case,

There's no problem.

I'm right here.

I'll come quietly.

Thank you very much.

You killed Minister Lara...

Good night, young man.

Prove it.

I can't stop thinking about that young guy, Yuca.

How come?

The kid

forgot a vital commandment.

"Thou shalt not curse or offend the Lord."

What do you expect, Pablo?

Can't you see he never keeps his damned mouth shut?

He's complaining too much, Gonzalo.

He's not satisfied with the salary.

He keeps cursing and saying

that the boss does nothing and takes everything...

What are you going to do?

Hey, Yuca!

Here's the money the boss owes you.

Count it.

No, don't worry. I trust you guys.

Make sure we're square.

This series is freely adapted from La Parábola de Pablo by Alonso Salazar.

Based on news articles and real events, the historical facts are surrounded

by fictional characters and dialogues that recreate undocumented situations.