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Who'd you kill, man?

I'm talking to you, asshole!

What is it? You want me to scorch your ass?

Yeah?

Who the fuck did you kill?

I killed my neighbor.

Hmm.

How did you kill your neighbor?

Tell me.

By stabbing him, man.

I don't care. Are you with the Mostros or aren't you?

I want to know, are you with the Mostros or not?

I just got here, dude.

Because you're either with us, or you're dead, motherfucker.

Okay?

Hey! Come on, asshole!

-Move it! -There he is. I found you.

-Show us which side you're on. -Can you even use that shit?

Let's burn the Mostros.

Get out of the fucking way!

This way! This way!

Get out of your cells! Come on!

Come on, assholes! You too! Get your ass up!

You're locked in here with us now, hear me?

Hey! Hey!

We'll all be okay. They're gonna get us out of here.

What we need to do is stay calm.

We've got to stay calm.

Okay? Just calm down.

How many can you see?

There's three of ours and there's about 12 family members out there.

Motherfucker! Goddamn it.

Okay, we need a team down there right now.

We can catch them off-guard

while they're still focused on the Mostros.

We need a precision tactical force, all right?

To save the hostages.

-Yes. -Okay.

Do it.

Santos, go get your men ready. Now.

I'm on it.

They're using the gym as a holding cell.

Let's go. Let's get that son of a bitch.

Mostro.

Over there.

Get in formation! Quick, quick, quick, quick!

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go! Get in formation, now!

Everyone, get ready!

Santos, it's Ramírez.

-Position. -Ten-thirty the team.

Make sure to wait for my signal.

Remember, the hostages are our priority. Do not open fire.

We're ready. Just waiting for your signal.

-Now! -We're going in! We're going in!

Stay in formation!

Move in, now!

Fire!

Yo, get down.

Get down! Get down!

We're in! Let's go!

Come on, out, out, out, out! Come on. Quick, quick! Let's go! Let's go!

Let's move!

Let's go!

Keep it moving! Let's go! Let's go! Let's go! Come on!

Fuck you!

Come on, come on! Let's go! Keep pushing! Keep it moving!

Go!

Come on!

Someone make sure Calancho knows about this!

Move back! Back, back! Move it! Move back!

Move back!

Get back!

Get out, or you're gonna get fucked up!

Don't you chicken out now, you son of a bitch!

Hostages!

Move out the fucking way, or I'm gonna get you as well!

-Move! -Oh shit, run!

Out of the way!

Fire!

Damn it!

Fuck yeah, you did it!

Fuck yeah, assholes!

Fuck yeah, we did it! We did it, motherfuckers!

Fuck yeah!

-Retreat! Retreat! -That's right, motherfuckers!

Fuck you, you sons of bitches!

-Yeah! -Yeah!

We got you, you assholes!

You stupid fucking pigs!

Santos, go fuck yourself, motherfucker!

This is our house, puto!

Yeah! Eat shit!

Yeah! Come on!

-We own this place! -Yeah!

Yeah, boys!

Let's fucking go!

Yeah, next time fuck with us like that!

PRISON CELL 211

MORE HUMANE CONDITIONS

We have a code red situation, and we have to evacuate.

-But what's going on up there? -Please, ma'am, come with me to the door.

This is an abuse of authority! You've gone too far!

Four straight hours waiting here!

This is ridiculous! I'm going to report you!

How do you want this situation to end?

All you had to do was fake a fight with the Mostros, and look where it got you.

How long have I been, uh, keeping things in order here?

Twenty years?

That's between you and your boss.

It was.

Until you start listening to us and fulfill our demands,

the accountant stays with me.

Oh no, no, he's not going anywhere.

'Cause I know his value.

And I know about the important people whose books he's cooking.

Meanwhile, you're the one whose ass is on the line.

You're gonna be skinned alive, cabrón.

Huh?

They'll hang you from a bridge

with your own balls shoved into your mouth.

Hey!

Hey.

I know exactly when I've got someone by the balls, you little fucker.

Now you and 25,

all of you, you know what you can do?

Every one of you motherfuckers can suck my dick.

Hmm?

There you go.

Let them know that they can all go fuck themselves.

Hear me?

You can all kiss my ass.

Yes?

Carnalita, you remember what we said?

That if things got bad, you would disappear for a while?

Well, that's today.

You gotta go away.

Don't mess with me, Calancho. I got to go to work tonight.

I'm being serious.

You really gotta disappear, and for quite a while.

Oh, Calancho.

Goddamn it.

You gotta leave, carnala. People want me dead.

For fuck's sake, carnala.

Go hide.

These guys aren't fucking around this time.

You're freaking me out.

Yeah, you should be freaking out.

You know I love you.

Please forgive me.

Come on, line up over here.

Hurry up. Let's go.

Come on now, get up. Let's go.

Get in line, or you're dead!

Come on.

-Hey! -That way.

Come on, start fucking moving.

You.

Now, get in line. I want to see a fucking line here.

-Listen… -Not bad, Chivo.

Huh, all this meat and I'm not gonna get to taste it.

Hello.

Hey, you four. Don't try and hide behind her.

I want to see you too, assholes. Move!

-Fuck you. -Come here!

Move, assholes. Come on.

Do you see this, Carajo? She stayed in here.

That's what I'm seeing.

So now we're gonna be the ones strip-searching you guys.

With both your legs and arms spread out against the wall.

But I'm not gonna be wearing any gloves, bitch!

That's enough, Carajo!

Just 'cause you're behind bars

doesn't mean you have to be animals, for fuck's sake.

Lieutenant Castro here is my guest of honor.

Who's that?

Nah, this one's fine, boss.

I found him in the kitchen, but he's cool.

He's with us.

We'll deal with him later.

Bring them here.

-Take them away. -Come on.

-You heard the boss. -Let's go!

-Make a line. -Get a move on.

Quickly. Like little cows, you fuckers.

-Walk faster! -Think your on vacation?

-Get inside! Now! -Move faster.

Come on, boy! Move your ass!

Keep moving.

-Ocho. -Diez.

We've got no issues with you.

We want the big dogs.

I just recommend

that you follow instructions down to a T.

How long are you keeping us here?

Well…

You better start getting used to this side of the bars.

Hmm?

Let's go.

We need to know exactly how many hostages they have.

-Yes, sir. -Come on.

That asshole is trying to blackmail me.

Look.

SEE YOU IN 40 MINUTES.

Fuck.

We gotta talk to him first.

We gotta put a stop to this now,

before the government gets involved in this shit.

Or 25.

Or even worse, they call in the National Guard.

Hey, take it easy.

Now don't you fall asleep here, kid.

A nap in 211 could end up lasting forever.

I wasn't sleeping. I was meditating.

Look at that.

We do have similarities.

I was just meditating myself on whether

I should cut off one of your ears first or one of your fingers.

I have no information you could use.

Ah, don't fuck with me, kid.

Whatever's in those accounts of yours, I'm sure it's enough to screw the boss.

Tell me something.

Are you willing to die

because of your loyalty to the North Division?

They don't care about you.

I mean, they don't care about us.

We're all just pawns in their game.

You know I'm not afraid.

If I die, it's your loss.

You lose no matter what.

The riot, the hostages, none of it's gonna stop time.

They're gonna get in.

Hmm!

Not sure if they'll come for me, but I'm sure they're coming for you.

Hey.

Look.

Neither of us is leaving this place

until we make that information public.

Here, we've got all the time in the world.

See, you tell us what you know, you help everyone.

You keep quiet, you can't even help yourself.

Whew!

Holy shit, man.

It's fucking cold, isn't it?

I'll be seeing you later.

Come on, come on, come on,

come on, come on, come on, come on.

Make sure to get all the details.

Look, are you seeing the smoke?

-Sorry. Excuse me. -Huh?

We're ready? Yeah?

Coming through. Are we allowed to film?

Get out of the fucking way!

I got it.

Bring us some more of these planks, man.

So, what went down?

What shithole did you dig this one out of?

Nah, don't worry.

He's a baby.

The guy is Troy.

How are we sure he's not one of the Mostros, huh?

What block did they assign you to?

I just got in when this shit blew up.

-Ah, for real? -Uh-huh.

We still gotta make sure the Monstros didn't mark you.

Show me your ass, dude.

-Come on, let's see it! -Yeah.

Pull your pants down, or I'll do it for you, asshole.

Do it!

Don't be a bitch.

Let's go!

Take 'em off!

Let me see it.

-He's scared. -That's enough, Carajo.

-I told you. -Leave him.

-Ah! -We'll find some use for him.

-I'm sure we will. -He's ours now.

Ah, come on, cabrón.

You're good. Let's go.

Help me out.

Ooh la-la!

Heads up. Carajo's coming.

What's up, my pretty ladies?

Just sitting on your asses always, huh?

Careful with this one. She's got arthritis.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Hey, three of you come over, and I'll show you a good time, mami.

Yeah, yeah. You wish, don't you?

Oh, shit, this asshole had it good in here, didn't he?

No fucking way, cabrón. I can't see for shit.

-Check it out. -Oh, my God.

Baldor was really living it up, huh?

Those assholes really had some fun in here.

-Ah, Chivito, we got it good now. -Yeah, this is great, man.

-I'd fuck every day in this place. -Can't believe this shit was here.

What do you think, Calancho?

The absurdity of the injustice, am I right?

Those sons of bitches.

And there we are, buried in shit.

What's that?

Oh, this is so cool, man!

-No, wait, it's locked. It's locked. -No, just wait.

-Give me a sec. -No, you locked it, man.

Ah, now it's unlocked. This one's mine.

Like the ones you like, Chivo.

No, the ones I like are your mom's, man.

Ha! You wish, motherfucker.

-No fucking way! This is so cool! -Isn't that…

Take this. This one's for you.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Calm down, man. There's plenty to go around.

Good taste, newbie.

Pretty nice, right?

Boss, a drink to celebrate?

-It's the good stuff. -Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

We gotta hide the booze.

Now's not the time for everyone to get drunk.

Stop drinking, man. Give it here.

Yeah.

Let's take this to the other side. Come on.

Let's go. Bring it.

My gun?

Listen up, you dogs!

A round of applause for Calancho!

Yeah!

Those fucking bastards think we're gonna give up.

But we're gonna keep on going until they listen to us!

-Yeah, they will! -And from now on…

People will know the truth.

We are here, coming to you live…

Hey, hey, hey, hey! Look, look! Let's see.

-We don't know what's happening… -Wait.

Poeta, move the antenna that way.

…and the family members don't know what's going on.

-Check it out. -Outside the prison,

several neighbors have come to see the billowing smoke

that is visible from the street.

Although several witnesses say they heard gunshots

in the early hours of the morning,

we have no reports of any deaths or escapes.

Neither the state prosecutor's office nor the municipality

has stepped forward to provide us with any information

about what's happening right now.

They're trying to ignore us.

That's why they're keeping their mouths shut.

That's fucked.

What if we send out the information to the press ourselves?

It would be an opportunity to control the narrative.

-Let them see what's going on. -Yeah.

Show them the hostages and everything.

Ha!

This homo really wants to be on television.

Ha! You're fucking pathetic.

I'm gonna make a demand.

With the public as my witness.

Look at you, hmm?

Better not stick your nose in shit you don't understand.

What would you demand?

Water for tea? Shit like that?

Steak.

A shitload of steak.

Yeah, and 50 kilos of tortillas.

Yeah, man.

Whatever we need to buy us time.

Write it down.

Steak, 50 kilos of tortillas,

forty liters of clean water.

Get some juices and… some melon?

And melon.

And you, instead of filming stupid shit,

go film the hostages.

You, go find some blankets.

And you,

you'll be the friendly little face of the riot.

Are we clear?

Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah!

Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah!

Fuck yeah! Let's go! Come on!

We got this shit!

-They haven't given you any information? -Nothing at all.

If they tell you something, please let us know.

-Thank you. -Look!

Hey! Eyes up!

Over here!

CELLS FOR EVERYONE

As you can see,

the prisoners' sign demands cells for everyone.

Juan Carlos, how long till you're done?

Ten minutes.

Great. I'll be right back, and you can show me.

Make sure you've got the right shape before cutting the aluminum.

-I'll double-check the page. -Thanks.

You know that they complain about everything.

…a video has been sent from inside the Cereso facilities.

If there's any bloodshed after this,

it won't be our responsibility.

It will be the fault of the neglect and incompetence of the prison authorities.

We are insisting on the complete replacement

of all staff at this institution.

Our only demand here is that conditions are more humane.

These are the demands put forth by the rioting prisoners.

Prisoners.

Among the hostages are members of the prison security

and civilians who were trapped there during visiting hours.

At this time, the city of Juárez is in a state of alert.

It is impor--

Cells for everyone?

Come on.

Let's leak to the press that he's not our prisoner.

Right?

If we do that,

we don't just look like assholes, we'll also put his life at risk.

At least they haven't mentioned anything about Baldor.

You gotta contact your mole right away.

They got us up against a wall.

How long now?

Five minutes.

Fuck.

We have been brought together today for a particularly significant reason.

The distribution of water in the rivers Bravo and Colorado

has been subject to a huge number of contingencies

throughout the past several years.

The government of Texas and the government of Chihuahua

will continue to work hand in hand

on this issue and on many others we will discuss.

-Thank you. -Governor!

Can you tell us anything about the reported smoke

coming out of Cereso 38 this afternoon?

Yes, we're fully aware of the situation,

and the Secretary of State for Public Security

is preparing a report that we'll send your way as soon as possible, excuse me.

-Governor, wait! -You haven't answered all our questions.

NO TO WATER PRIVATIZATION WATER IS A HUMAN RIGHT

I have to tell you that this situation is of particular importance for the DEA

and for the US government.

Mm, I can assure you that a few rioting inmates

won't impede the extradition of a prisoner of that importance, Agent Jackson.

I just got off the phone with the foreign secretary

who said something similar.

But my concerns persist.

If you would like, we can offer you assistance.

With the utmost discretion, of course.

Not a problem, agent. You'll get your extradition.

Whatever it will take.

Ah! You bitches!

I got you guys again, man. It's too easy. Fucking Frodo.

Come, Tripa.

Come on, get out of the way! Move!

Here.

There you go.

Baby.

You can communicate with the other side in the workshop.

Hey! Baby.

Once you're done, head to the altar. Calancho wants to see you.

There's no guarantee, so…

Hey, where can I get more tinder for the fire?

-Go look in the workshop. -Oh, yeah?

It's down that way.

Cool. Thanks.

Before, roosters used to fly very high.

But not anymore.

They've been kept in cages for many thousands of years.

Now, only when they're dreaming

do they get the chance to feel the rain on their wings.

And once uncaged,

they're taken to the ring to fight to the death.

And from there,

back to their cages.

Always prepared to slice the throat of anybody who touches their crest.

When the cock with the loudest crow dies…

the next one in line takes its place.

And life just fucking goes on.

You'll understand soon.

I'm driving over to Juárez.

Please help me get in touch with his colleagues, if you're able to.

When have I treated you badly, Yori?

Huh?

What the fuck do you want?

Where's the accountant?

Well, I don't know, man.

Listen.

We're about to send officers in there.

Officers armed to the teeth.

Everyone's gonna be fucked.

But there's another way out.

Hand over Baldor,

and by tonight you'll be free.

-Hmm! -Hey.

I'm serious.

What's going on, Picuino?

Did they give you your fix?

No.

They got me on a diet, brother.

With all this mess, it's gonna take them a while

to get things in order.

And I'm left here,

suffering because of the lack of what I need.

Hey, but look here.

What's this?

Hmm?

Hey!

I'm not giving you all of it.

For you.

That's just to keep you going, buddy.

Hey, if you want the rest of it,

you're gonna have to go talk to your crocodiles.

Where do they keep the accountant?

The crocodiles in the tunnel.

They could've seen something.

I'll find out for you.

But make sure no one finds out, okay?

Yeah.

Okay then, fucking Picuis.

Phone call.

We're ready to go, boss. Just give us the word.

Go ahead.

Burn it all down.

If they don't follow through, I won't either.

We've got teams prepared at the main roads,

border crossings and safe houses, just waiting for the green light.

Do it.

Block the roads and burn it all down.

I want chaos.

-What's happening? -Get down!

Out of the way!

Move it!

Okay. Get moving.

Come on!

Get the fuck out of there now.

Move it, or you're going down with it.

You have ten seconds to leave.

Everyone out. I don't want anyone in here.

Come on. Come on!

Get out!

Move!

I said, get in!

-Go! -Come on, bitch. You too!

Come on! Let's move, let's move, let's move, let's move!

Move faster, bitch.

All you bitches, come on!

Do it! Come on!

Come on, move faster!

Go, go, go!

Move, you lazy bastard. Come on, go.

-What the fuck are you doing? -Move! Do it, for fuck's sake!

Move, fat ass!

Fuck's up with you?

What's the news?

It's not good, boss.

We need to remind them that we're fucking serious!

Fuck yeah!

I say we go ahead and kill one of them to make them hurt.

Hey…

And the women will hurt them more.

-Hey, hey, hey. -Just kill her!

If we kill people, we'll lose public support.

Come on, watch your mouth, asshole. What the fuck!

What the hell do I care about what they think?

-Go fuck yourself. -That's enough now.

He's making a valid point.

But I think they're needing a little reminder.

-Hell yeah. Do it, Calancho. -Bullets will wake them up.

Hey, hey, hey.

Why her?

The guards aren't worth shit to them.

Family members are worthless too.

They're useless for negotiation.

But guess what?

We've got a fucking gringo.

That's your golden opportunity.

You think they'll come in guns blazing if we've got an American here?

-Oh, Jesus. -Kill him!

Uh…

Hey, chief, you've got to see this.

Gringo!

Come on, man! Let's go!

Shit. Oh no.

Gringo!

Come on!

Cut his throat!

Kill him!

Fuck you, gringo!

Fuck him up! Kill him now!

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Can anyone hear me?

For fuck's sake.

Hey!

Is anyone there?

Hey! Hey!

Over here! I'm Olvera, the lawyer.

-Sir, are you okay? -Get us out, we're all in danger.

So you're a fucking lawyer, huh?