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HE WHO DOESN'T KNOW HISTORY IS DOOMED TO REPEAT IT

PABLO ESCOBAR, THE LORD OF EVIL

Pablo Correa? Who's that guy? I've never heard that name.

A low-profile individual, but it is a powerful blow for Escobar.

If you say so. You know that organization perfectly.

Anyway, it is a sensitive loss for all of the Medellín Cartel, you can be sure.

Well, congratulations. I'm giving the order right now

to organize the press conference and report the news.

But, colonel, remember that we can't drop our guard.

Don't worry, General, I'll make sure it's high enough.

Is the eye problem better?

Perfect.

Perfect.

Dear journalists, good afternoon, and thank you very much for coming.

We arranged to meet you here to give the public

very important news on how the National Police

fights against the Medellín Cartel

and the Extraditables.

Where's Hernán? You told me you were going to bring him!

Where's Hernán?

Hernán!

I'm pleased to report the public that, during a confrontation

between the National Police and the men of infamous drug dealer Pablo Correa,

the latter was killed in action.

This result is another example of how the national government and police

have joined strengths against all those who, in one way or another,

are harming the country.

Damn Pablo Escobar.

Shut the fuck up!

No, let me go!

- I haven't done anything wrong! - Get her out!

Please.

Let me go!

Let me go, please.

Shut it.

I haven't done anything, please!

No!

Let me go, sir!

Let me go! No!

Look.

It's money, Paty, money.

Do you think that impresses me? No.

Just one dollar more or one less won't make a difference.

My beloved Paty, the difference is that this is a gift.

Darling, you don't understand me, do you?

- Understand what? - How can I make you understand

that this is not my happiness.

I'd have preferred to be poor, but happy.

But thank you anyway. This is my life now, and, well...

What a nice gesture.

You really look sad lying there.

No, don't worry, I'm giving it to the boys!

- Don't hit me. - I'm not hitting you.

Take this. Share it with whomever you want.

Share it among you all.

Go, share it with them.

What a bore!

Do you still believe Pablo Escobar?

Oh, man.

Well, the guy told me he'd personally take care of that issue.

Yes, he personally handed Pablo Correa over to the authorities.

Well, according to the press, yes.

Gildardo, do you believe everything the press says?

Relax, man. Hey, how did those fuse charges come out?

We messed it up, Gildardo!

How could we dare asking Pablo Escobar to take care of those guys?

If we hadn't, we would have got into war with that crazy guy,

and who knows what he can do.

We aren't ministers, police colonels, or journalists. We're bandits,

and we know how to defend ourselves.

Listen, what's quiet has to be left quiet, huh?

Are we going to get into a fight with that madman? No, sir.

Hello?

My esteemed Gildardo, how are you? This is Mauricio Restrepo from Medellín.

Do you have a minute?

Kids, Resté!

Gino, Resté!

Hello, kids.

Come on, let's go.

Escobar killed Pablo Correa and Hernán Valencia.

Mauricio, watch what you're going to say. Mind your words.

Well, you watched the news. Valencia was found buried by the river.

But that doesn't mean Pablo killed him.

It's clear as day.

Pablo himself called and asked me to stop asking about Hernán when he was kidnapped,

and two days later I meet two of his henchmen in the area he was being kept.

It may be sheer coincidence that the assassins are around there.

Pedro, don't throw the evidence I'm giving you down the drain.

What evidence, man? All you have are speculations.

What about Correa's death in the hands of the police while he was kidnapped?

And the four million dollars they took from the widow?

Well, it could have been the Cali Cartel, or even common criminals.

Fine, then call your friend Gildardo, and we'll settle our doubts.

Pablo Escobar is a bully, a bandit.

He doesn't hesitate if he has to kill his partners

and take away their properties, their money!

Come on, Mauricio. I really don't understand

why you are giving me this information. In short, what do you want me to do?

Listen, Pedro,

you are as powerful as Pablo Escobar is.

If I want to kill him, I need you and your brothers on my side.

Wait, Pabón, start all over again, because I do not understand

a word of what you are saying. Tell me what happened.

Boss, since the Piña was going to go out of jail first,

I asked him to take care of my woman.

Wasn't that what he was doing? Taking care of her?

Yes, he took so much care

that he seduced her, and the two of them went to live in Cali, boss.

They really played you, Pabón.

- What's his name? - The Piña.

The Piña?

Don't worry, I'll be glad to collaborate with you.

You can certainly count on that. Piña.

- Chili, Mole! - Sir.

Listen, son, Pedro Motoa will get here soon.

Tell him I'll be waiting for him at the terrace so we can talk.

- Yes, sir. - Do me that favor.

All right, Pabón. Don't worry. Everything will be okay, you hear?

Thank you, boss.

- How does it look? - Fantastic!

What's up, Pedro? It's such a pleasure. Sit down, please.

- Would you like a drink or something? - I'm okay, thank you.

Is it true that you have something to do with Valencia and Correa's deaths?

What do you mean, Pedro?

Will you please explain to me how could you believe that stupidity?

You answer first.

Do you really think I could do such a thing to two of our partners?

Truth is, at this point in life, I don't know whom to believe in.

That's why I came to ask you directly.

I'm surprised. I'm quite surprised to hear that you'd even consider it.

But I'll gladly answer and say no.

I have absolutely nothing to do with the death of those two men.

That means you don't know who kidnapped and who killed them later.

I don't. I suppose that Correa was killed by his kidnappers,

because when we went to meet him, we found him dead.

What we did was to take advantage of the body and give it to the police.

And, according to the little information I got on Valencia,

we're talking about people from the Cali Cartel.

So, according to you, the South gang did it.

Does that mean the Cali Cartel can come to our city to harass

and kill our partners, and we have to sit and do nothing?

Not necessarily.

But you should also think that Gildardo is a very good friend of yours.

We can't afford getting into a war with the Cali Cartel,

because of second-rate guys. Or do you want us to do that?

I don't want any war.

But the death of those poor guys is very serious.

Of course that's a serious and important subject,

and we are going to solve it, Pedro. I will personally talk to Gildardo.

- I don't really think he will want to. - Let's wait, then. What if he does?

Do you know what's important right now?

To know who filled your head with that bullshit,

who even dared to insinuate it.

- Mauricio Restrepo. - There it is.

That's typical of that asshole! He's another one I'll have to talk to.

I'll go to him personally.

But first listen to me.

The asshole came to my ranch to tell me the whole story.

I asked him to watch his words, and he didn't pay attention to me.

What he wanted was to convince me that we had to kill you.

How about that?

The house is going to look great with all these adornments.

Congratulations, Peluche, let me hug you.

Good Peluche, good!

The idea is to make it, Peluche.

For God's sake, man, cut it out.

- The house looks very pretty. - Indeed.

I hope you'll enjoy it, Mr. Alberto.

I spent some very good years of my life in this house.

I'm sure it will be the same for you.

You can be sure about it, Mr. Ernesto.

We're going to throw a couple of very good parties, right?

Yes, and they will be filled with fifteen-year old girls.

Oh, Mr. Ernesto, the money that was missing, and thank you very much.

Thanks to you, Mr. Alberto,

and you'll have to excuse me because I'm late for the office.

- Sure, go ahead, man. - Excuse me, you are...

- Go ahead. - ...literally in your house. Excuse me.

Hey, did I tell you about the new routes to flood Gringo-land

- with goods, or not? - More or less.

Let's hope that thing works, brother, because Pablo is always complaining

about not having money, and who knows what.

What about this, huh? Fantastic, a beauty! Isn't it?

Wouldn't they look very nice in the middle of the pool?

- What do you mean Peluche? - Mr. Peluche!

It takes more time, but you expose yourself less.

Do you think that bull is pretty, brother?

I don't understand why you came all the way to tell me that.

Hernán Valencia and I were very close friends.

I was the best man at his wedding.

I know his widow very well, and that woman is shattered,

and even more when she found out that Hernán was buried, just like that.

Just imagine. A dog found him.

That's why, when I called you, I asked directly

if you'd had anything to do with the kidnapping.

We didn't kill him. That's all I can tell you.

But you kidnapped him, because that's what Pablo Escobar told me.

- Did Pablo say that? - Yes.

And I hadn't said anything to you, waiting to see if Hernán would appear.

But look what happened. He did appear, but dead.

Listen, why so much inquiring and so much accusation?

Pablo Escobar took four million dollars from Hernán's widow

and four million dollars from Pablo Correa's wife.

And who knows how many properties.

And later on, he gave him to the police to be killed.

Four million dollars from each wife? Jesus, brother!

Yes, but that money wasn't a debt, Pablo Escobar simply stole it.

Is that story about Pablo Correa true, or it is bullshit?

Of course!

Look, you can't trust Pablo Escobar, and you seem to be doing it.

That's why I'm here, to convince you that we have to kill him.

Hey, Pablo, changing topic,

why don't we go to Cali and talk to Gildardo Gonzalez?

What? How can you ask me something like that, Pedro?

Do you know what I think about it?

The thing is...

that it is a complete waste of time, Pedro.

Do you think anyone is going to be that stupid to admit he committed a murder?

Absolutely no one will admit that.

Let's try.

I know I can have a civilized conversation with Gildardo González,

- a healthy, open conversation. - I'm not quite sure about it.

Come with me, man. Let's take advantage of this trip. I have to go to the shrine

of the Miraculous Christ of Buga to honor a promise.

Go alone then, Pedro.

Listen, the subject about those two dead men is closed.

Forget about that. That will be the end of it.

At this moment, we have to concentrate ourselves in pressing Mauricio Restrepo.

We have to catch that dog before he travels to Panama.

Listen to me, Pablo.

I told the guy I was going to analyze his proposal,

but the jackass already knows I preferred to talk to you.

Thank you very much for your trust, Pedro.

Listen, buddy, I want you to know you can always trust me.

But please keep me informed about all serious decisions you're making, okay?

- Of course I will! - Thank you, pal.

Good luck, guys, Pabón, Marino.

- Pabón, try to contact Gildardo. - Yes, sir.

Hello. Who is this?

- What's up, Gildardo? - What a surprise, sir.

It's so nice to hear you. How's everything going? Wait a moment, please.

Guys, get off for a moment.

Listen, I want to ask you a very important favor.

I need you to keep that issue regarding the guys we sent on a trip abroad

as confidential as possible.

Don't worry about that.

Let me ask you something,

is it true that each one of the widows owes you four million dollars?

I told you that things would be done my way, right?

The way I said it would be done, okay?

Yes, you are right.

But don't worry, we aren't going to say a word.

Perfect! I want to ask you another huge favor.

Look, Gildardo, I need you to please give me

a young guy who works for Mr. Gerardo Carrera.

I'll tell you his name.

He's the Piña. I don't know if you know who he is.

Pablo, are you asking me to kill one of my men?

No, sir. How can you say something like that?

What I'm asking you is to tie him up, leave him tied up,

and I'll ask someone to pick up the slack.

No, sir, we can't do that.

What do you mean, Gildardo?

After such a huge favor I did to you with those guys,

- you won't do a favor for me? - Have a good day, sir.

Gildardo, watch what you're doing, sir. Gildardo!

Let's go, Marino.

How many kilos do we already have, Fabio?

Including today's production, we have

Three thousand kilos.

That means that today's production was 750, for a total of 3,000.

We'll stop there, and that's what we are going to send to Turbo,

from where the merchandise is going to leave, okay?

Don't worry. That's my job.

Hey, cousin, aren't 3,000 kilos

too much to risk sending it through a new route?

Listen to what you are saying. We aren't taking a risk!

A thousand are Pablo's.

The other thousand are mine.

Five hundred for you, Peluche, and five hundred for Fabio.

This will be a family risk as always, right?

Mr. Gonzalo.

Could the Mole and I be included?

What?

Listen to this jerk, no!

No, Gonzalo. No, They are going to spoil our business, pal. No!

Do you really want to traffic drugs?

That's where the money is.

And who doesn't like money, Mr. Gonzalo? We all like money!

Chili and I have worked very hard in this organization,

and we want to be a part of the business.

Listen, guys.

The idea doesn't bother me at all. You deserve it.

But, well, that's Pablo's decision. We have to ask him.

- Of course! - Yeah!

I love you so much.

Good.

See you, partners.

What?

- Relax! - No, relax my ass!

I don't know why Pablo asked us to meet in this place.

Do you know anything about it?

- No, you know Pablo. - Hi, boss.

- How are you, guys? - There he is.

- What's up, brother? - Peluche.

How are you, cousin? How's it going? Everything okay?

- How are you? - Hi, there.

Listen, I need you to arrange a place where we all can sit and talk.

The rest are on their way.

You know there's a big dining room at the back.

- Shall we prepare it? - Yes, please, thank you.

What do you mean "the rest"?

Wasn't this supposed to be a family meeting?

No. I'll explain soon.

What?

Holidays are over, honey.

If they made me come this far, it's because the situation is difficult.

Now, what's the problem, gentlemen?

If only it were just one problem, but there are two.

What are they, man?

Your attention, gentlemen.

From this moment on, Mr. Mauricio Restrepo

is my personal military target.

I told everybody what I had already told you.

I had to make sure that proposal hadn't been made to anyone else.

That man is a traitor and has to die.

I'm with you on this, Pablo. Count on me.

Thank you very much, Mariachi.

And what's the second problem?

The second problem is even worse.

What if I told you that a few hours ago Mr. Gildardo Gonzalez, Pedro's friend,

refused to do me a favor that was very easy for him,

considering that we, in a noble act, didn't say a word

regarding the savage and coward murder of two of our partners.

- What favor, man? - That doesn't matter.

That's not the problem. The problem is that he didn't care

about the consequences of his actions. He even dared to hang the phone on me.

I've never liked that guy.

He and his brother think they are top of the line,

that they are high class people from Cali.

And they are nothing but two crooks, just as we are. So, what, then?

After an offense, we respond with a bigger offense.

- I agree with you. - Done.

- Let's go after those people in Cali. - You don't even need to ask me.

- Count me in. - Me, too, Pablo.

Me, too, Pablo.

Thank you very much.

Do you know what attacking the Cali people would mean?

That will be quite a war.

They aren't crippled, and they're going to respond strongly.

So what? We'll defend ourselves.

I'm not tolerating a lack of respect and humiliation from nobody.

Or do you think I'm going to sit and do nothing

after what your friend did to me? No, sir!

You know how it is with me. I don't function that way.

That guy wants war. He's going to have war.

Listen, brother, you don't have to bear what you don't like,

and we all belong to the same pack of hounds.

If we are going to war, count on me for anything, Pablito.

Thank you very much, Julito.

- Count on me too, Pablo Emilio. - Thank you, Germán.

And what do you say, Pedro?

Is your friendship with that guy more important

than the one with your friend and partner Mr. Pablo Escobar?

How can you think that?

Count on me for whatever you need, Pablo.

What's with this disgusting fat guy?

He had the nerve to come here to ask me for one of my boys. No way!

I'm sorry, but I think he has every right

after we asked him for Valencia and Correa. Am I right?

Yeah, but not after what he did to those women.

Mr. Pablo not only killed the two men, but he took all of their widows' money.

You have to be quite a thug to dare doing such a thing.

And the worst part is that we asked that thug to help us.

Gildardo, you know something?

You don't make the same mistake twice.

Listen, Gildardo, you know Pablo Escobar better than us.

You know that man thinks he is God. That he is all-powerful.

Just look how many journalists, politicians, police officers he's killed.

If I were him, I'd be more worried about the extradition to the U.S.

than messing with us.

Just so you see the man is not as smart as they say he is.

All right, gentlemen. What are we going to do then?

Believe Restrepo and chase and kill him?

We aren't going to do anything.

What do you mean?

After all that man did, are we going to sit and do nothing?

We won't do anything at all.

We aren't going to get into that jam of killing Pablo Escobar.

When are you going to have free days again?

I don't know, honey. That depends on Chili.

But as soon as I get to Medellín, I'll call you.

I love you.

And I love you, honey. And you know what?

I'm tired of hiding this relationship. Know what I mean?

I'd like to tell the boss. I know he'll understand. Right?

I don't know. I don't think that's a good idea.

Why? What do you mean?

It's just not. I don't think this is the right moment.

Do it for me.

Okay.

Whatever you want.

I'm leaving.

Bye, honey.

We'll be in touch.

I'll call you. Bye.

Take care.

A letter from Emilio's school arrived saying he won't be admitted next year.

What do you mean he won't be admitted? He did that badly or what?

No, he didn't do badly.

The hundred bills to the right and the fifty ones to the left, right?

Come on, how many times have we done this?

But don't scold me. Listen, he was doing well.

Except for Spanish, but he passed the exam with a low grade.

I asked him if he was having problems with anyone,

but he told me he had never fought with a schoolmate or a professor.

So I don't understand it.

So, Paty? What are we going to do?

I don't know, honey. I don't know what to do, what to think, nothing.

Listen. You know what we have to do?

Tomorrow you'll go to Emilio's school,

because I'm spending too much money to have him

in that exclusive and private school, for them to kick him out just like that.

- What's the school's director's name? - Mr. Ortiz.

Mr. Ortiz.

You'll go tomorrow to see Mr. Ortiz, and ask him what's going on with Emilio,

to tell you their reasons for expelling the boy from school.

- Okay. I'll let you know. - Give me that.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

- Don't forget about that, you hear? - No.

- Think about it. - Thank you.

So, that's how it's going to be.

That half is for you. That half is for Marino.

You can't fail on this mission, guys. That's why I fully trust you two.

- Relax. - Don't worry, boss.

Even things that should fail will succeed with us there. Relax.

Well, if you succeed, come back, because I have a reward for you.

- Go ahead. This is your thing. - All right, sir.

Are we going to stay with you here in Medellín?

No, you and Cain will go to Panama, but you'll go hunting. Go ahead!

All right, Kiko, Pabón, let's go.

Hey, Chili.

Yes, sir.

Gonzalo told me you are interested

in a share of the load.

Yes, sir, but don't worry, boss,

we are on a more important mission.

When we get back, you think about it and decide if you include us or not.

We want to make an investment.

Let's do this, then.

Each one will go with fifty.

Fifty kilos for you, and fifty for the Mole.

All right, boss, thank you.

Here, get this.

Let's go!

I think your brother should be tougher.

You don't know him. He's conciliatory.

He wants everyone to be happy and in peace.

Excuse me, Manuel, but he's stupid.

One thing is to believe you are at peace, and another one

that Pablo Escobar is going to sit back and do nothing.

We have to be on the alert.

We have to maximize security measures to prevent him from acting first.

I don't think Escobar is going to make a frontal attack against us.

Pay attention, Gerardo,

Rodrigo Lara, Minister of Justice.

Jairo Jiménez, Police Colonel.

Guillermo Cano, director of a national newspaper.

Pablo killed them all.

Don't you think he wants to do the same with us?

Yes, but I can't believe he's going to get into another war,

on top of the one he already has against the government.

No. All you need is to have your pride hurt, so you wake up.

Manuel,

what if we let Escobar know who we, the Cali Cartel, are,

and don't say a word to your brother Gildardo?

Chili arrived already. I know he's going to laugh.

Pay attention to this joke.

A school boy gets home, and tells his mother, "Oh, mom,

they call me 'hired assassin' at school," and the mother tells him,

"Oh, really? Tomorrow we'll go and fix that."

And the kid tells her, "You know what, Mom? Make it look like an accident."

Be serious, man. This is something serious.

You know what? How far are we from Cali?

All right. You know what? You come from good families, guys.

- Nerds? We are nerds. - Yes, nerds.

Did you really understand what you have to do?

Flood all the "compartment" from a hull?

All the what?

- All the what? - The what?

Compartment, man, repeat. Com, com, com.

- Part... - Part...

- Ment. - Ment.

Compartment! Explain it to this dumbass!

It's something like a pocket you're going to arrange,

where we'll put 3,000 kilos of our product, a cache.

You get me? And then you close it. Okay?

- When is it going to be ready? - In about a month.

- Five days. - But it's too little time for--

- Listen to me, man, is everyone deaf? - I don't get them, you know?

Five days, you dumbass! Got me?

Five.

What are you doing in Panama?

Working, darling. Some jobs for the boss, honey.

Oh, Marino, when will you be back? I miss you a lot.

I miss you, too.

You can't imagine how much I think about you, honey. I miss you.

I even bought you a present.

I hope you like it, because I'll take it off later, you know what I mean?

You know what, honey?

I think about you a lot. I miss you. You can't imagine...

- Talking to the girlfriend? - What's up, brother?

Nothing.

You know what? I'll call you later, okay?

- Say hello. - A kiss for you, bye.

- What's wrong? - What's up, Marino! Everything okay?

- I don't like people spying on me. - I'm not spying on you.

- Look what I brought you. - You and I just met.

I don't like these stupidities. Drop the subject!

- Are you in love or what? - In love? Shut the fuck up!

Dedicate her "The Song of Songs," how pretty!

- Give me a break. - Why so mad?

No. You're wrong. I'm fully entitled to demand an explanation.

Why are you expelling Emilio from school? What did the boy do wrong?

No, we aren't expelling him.

We simply won't renew his registration next year.

Understand we are fully entitled to do it.

I understand. Of course, you are fully entitled,

but I'm also entitled to know why.

Look, let it be clearly understood that I tried at all cost

to make this a friendly situation.

I don't understand. What are you talking about?

The reason why we won't welcome Emilio Escobar next year

is because of an express request

by the Parent Teacher Association of this institution.

The Parent Teacher Association?

Why am I not a member of that association,

if I'm the mother of one student?

Allow me to ask the President of the Association

- to explain the situation to you. - Sure, go ahead.

Miss, please tell Mr. Ernesto that he may come in.

Good morning.

Good morning, Mr. Ernesto. This is Mrs. Patricia,

Emilio Escobar's mother. Please, explain the situation to her.

- How are you? A pleasure. - The pleasure is mine.

Well, ma'am, the situation with your son is very simple.

I suppose you are a smart person and will understand it.

Please, don't misinterpret me, but we, the parents of this school,

think that it is not convenient for our children to study

near the son of one of the most wanted criminals in this country.

That's it.

Ready, sir.

We are already in place. The fireworks are installed.

We're only waiting for the main guest to arrive, and the show will start!

All right, Chili.

It's time for the show to begin.

We have to go all out.

Yes, sir.

- Are you okay, Mr. Gerardo? - Pedro, what happened?

Breaking! Three regular power petards exploded in Cali

near three branches of El Rebajón discount drugstores.

Authorities still don't know who's behind the attacks,

though initial clues point to members of the so-called Extraditable Group.

The explosions left many people wounded that were taken

to different hospitals in town.

Severe material harm was also caused to business and surrounding buildings.

The police immediately started investigations to track down the source

of those attacks that profoundly shook the city of Cali.

Of course, I'm very happy and satisfied with the job, Chili.

Congratulations.

Those jerks will have it quite clear who the boss is.

Perfect. Listen, I need you to do this.

Help Pabón with the job that's pending,

and, as soon as you're done, get back here.

Go ahead. Go ahead.

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.