EVENTS AND CHARACTERS ARE FICTIONAL,
ANY LIKENESS TO REALITY IS COINCIDENCE.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Gladys] Take those morons for everything they're worth.
[woman] Yeah, yeah, we will, honey.
[suspenseful music continues]
[phone buzzes]
[Gladys] All set, Claudia. We'll be out in 30.
[phone beeps]
[Claudia] Good luck, my friend. Everything's gonna work out.
[theme music playing]
IN THE MUD
[cumbia music playing]
TWO DAYS EARLIER
[Selva] Let's move it. Quickly, quickly. In a line. Let's go, let's go.
-Hey, Nay, behind you. -What?
-It's the girl you like. Your girlfriend. -Get the fuck out! What girlfriend?
Look at her staring.
Hey, Debby, give me your bread or I'll break your pretty face.
-How about you try, bitch? Go ahead. -Hey, chill.
Hey, that chick over there's been watching you.
[laughs]
[inmate 2] Yeah, she totally is.
Tell her we can spoon tonight. [kisses]
[inmate 1] Here, kitty, kitty.
[laughs]
That girl is pretty hot, huh? I'd fuck her.
[inmate 2] Ah!
[laughter]
[inmate 3] "I'd fuck her." Of course you would, bitch.
Look at her. Look at this bitch.
[Olga] Poor thing. Look at her legs.
Gringa beats the shit out of her every time she spirals. Look at her.
Yeah, also, that girl Nicole is super submissive.
How would you know? Stop talking out of your ass.
Cut the bullshit. Whatever.
Meanwhile, she treats the other one like a queen, you know?
If you want nice things, you gotta eat some shit, right?
Well, I've slept with plenty of hideous people. More on that later.
But that woman, Gringa, is a venomous fucking snake.
I'd rather tongue fuck ET with my eyes open. I'm serious.
Ew, shut up! Don't put those images in my head.
[laughs]
Hey. Oh, it's my turn. Yeah.
Let's go! We don't have all day, you cunt! Your fucking time's up!
[Gladys] What do you mean there was nothing left?
[Claudia] The warehouse was completely empty. I'm telling you.
He didn't even leave some fucking toilet paper in there.
Reinaldo… he just disappeared without a trace. I dunno.
Reinaldo is a fraud. He's a pawn.
I guarantee you he's got nothing to do with the disappearance of the kid.
This came straight from the top.
It's Aquino who's got the hand on the wheel.
Those southerners are rough, like real rough.
I'm telling you, Gladys.
Promise we'll do everything in our power to get him back.
We will find a way, no matter what.
Look, listen to me.
I'll call you later. I have to hang up now.
Find out whatever you can.
Look into Aquino. I'm gonna do as much as I can on my end.
Okay, honey. Talk soon. You take care.
What you looking at?
What's the matter, huh? You've really changed.
Well, same goes for you, and look how you turned out.
You don't have to worry about me, mami.
Chill out. Already got someone looking out for me.
[inmates chattering indistinctly]
[high-pitched tone plays]
That really worked out for her. She cashed out big-time.
I mean, she's set, but anyway, that's a different kinda life.
-[man] Right. That's how it is. -Are you going to host?
-[Gladys] Capece. Capece. -[Selva] What are you doing?
-I need to speak to him. -[Selva] Go back to your cell.
-I need to talk to him. -And I need a cruise in the Caribbean.
-What, is that an order? -Come on. It's important. Seriously.
Let me explain something to you. Things are different here now.
The minister of security isn't available for chit-chat.
Come on, Capece. Please, man. I'm begging you. Call him.
Hey, how about I pencil you in? Let's see. Borges finally throws in the towel.
-It's important. I'm begging you! -Drop it, Borges. Get outta here.
Hey! Hey! Come on, Capece!
Goddamn piece of shit.
Fucking clown.
-What's the matter? -Gringa wants to see you.
[cumbia music playing]
[Sabina] This is all tin. Nobody is gonna buy any of this shit.
Forget about it.
Ah, for fuck's sake, man. No one's gonna take these old bills.
Hmm, hey, hold on. Hello there.
Oh, my nephew wants us to hook him up with a passport.
For sure.
For sure, for sure.
Here. This one is perfect.
You stupid cunt face. Can't you see he's a redhead?
That's what I mean. Same as you.
My nephew is darker than your asshole! Find another one.
And get this outta here before that bitch Beatriz takes it.
[Sabina] I'm on it. I'm on it.
What's this, a knockoff? [sniffs]
No, man, that's real.
I'm serious. They're producing some real legit dupes nowadays, you know?
They're all imported, and then they're sold in dollars afterwards.
Listen, there's serious cash in that.
I pay your stupid ass to do as I say!
Not to use your brain!
That bitch is cheating on me with someone, and you haven't brought me a single head.
Gringa. I got you Borges like you asked me to.
What?
You gonna work for me or not?
Doing what?
Making apple marmalade for the fucking nuns down the road.
[laughs]
Whatever I tell you, okay?
Think it over because I'm not gonna ask you twice.
Okay, sure.
-[unsettling music sting] -[Antín] You're like a fine wine.
The more you age, the better you taste.
Horrible pickup line.
Why? I said a nice thing. I'm flattering you.
We know each other well.
-[Antín] Yes. -How have you been?
Have you taken your pill today?
Do you have any concerns you'd like to share?
[chuckles] The one for Parkinson's, you idiot.
Oh, no, no.
-Levodopa. -Yes, yes.
I'm on a strict regimen. Otherwise, I'd be shaking like a leaf.
You wanna guess which hand trembles?
No, I wouldn't be able to tell.
-You can't tell the difference. -This is the one.
The right hand does what it wants, but that's life, right?
And the left hand just obeys.
Seriously, listen. Don't fuck around. Take care of yourself.
I want you to be okay.
I'm okay.
You kicked me to the side, you ass.
-Oh yeah? -Yes.
I kicked you to the side, and yet I brought you here,
and you look so nice sitting up here in a fancy office.
We spend more on repairs than any other prison in the country,
even though we don't have a budget at all.
Mm. You brought me here because it's convenient.
We both know that's why.
Who will look after your business like I will, huh?
And, of course, the dining room, the new additions, the transfers.
I never say no to you.
And I know you're swimming in it.
Yeah, oh, and funny enough,
you're also swimming in it and amassing a fortune,
which you will enjoy with a younger man that's much better suited for you.
But I trust you because I need you and because I have so much going on.
It takes up my time.
And I also made a good deal with Casares that I want you to look after.
Because all the bullshit I'm forced to deal with in here
impacts my life out there.
You know how horny I get when you reprimand me.
That's why you abuse me. Mm.
You turn me on, too, but don't… I mean, "abuse." "Abuse" is a…
-[moans] -That's horrible.
Abuse. It should be banned.
-[moans] -What is abuse? What is it?
-Stroking your ass? Is that abuse? -[moans]
[moans] Well, it can't be because I freaking love it.
[lively music playing over speakers]
[Zurda] Well, you found a job awfully fast, didn't you?
Somehow, you always come up clean.
What's wrong, sweetheart? Is someone jealous?
Did you wanna be my secretary?
Will she be going out too?
It's still too early to tell.
For now, we're gonna explain to her how things are gonna go.
Tell her.
[Victoria] Our contact on the outside is Lalo, my brother.
He's a clever motherfucker.
He's got a network that includes valet parking, concierge, everything.
You don't need to explain. She knows.
The point is that he gave us a real hot tip.
A conference of Uruguayan doctors in a tricked-out five-star hotel.
That's the next move for us now.
That's for Gringa to decide.
Gringa is going to agree. They're loaded and served up on a platter.
What you need to do is ensure those snakes don't stuff their pussies
with anything they find.
Those women are taking a risk. Something happens, and they get caught,
the directors won't answer for it, and they'll be tagged as flight risks.
We're the ones who are putting in the work.
You and Gringa have no idea how to even treat a man.
You don't even know how to speak to them on the phone.
Hey, watch your mouth. 'Kay, sweetheart?
-Shut it or I'll make you feel sorry. -Damn, I really just shit my pants.
You know what your problem is? No one ever put your ass in check.
Borges, why don't you muzzle this one? She's making me lose my patience.
[tense music playing]
[Rocío] All right, let's go. Everybody out. Let's go. Outside.
Come on.
You got lucky this time, but don't bet on it again.
Come on.
Have you lost your fucking marbles? Why'd you get all pissy like that?
You really think I'm scared of that ugly-ass dyke?
I'm more worried about the other one. I don't understand what Gladys is doing.
[dramatic music sting]
I'm fucking my stupid-ass lawyer so he doesn't stick me with the bill,
but… but the son of a bitch has my case on hold.
Can you believe that piece of shit?
[inmate 1] Girl, you've gotta stop sucking that motherfucker's dick.
Talk to Coca. She'll help you out.
[inmate 2] I can't fuck Coca. Come on. She'll want to charge me.
[inmate 1] Think she'll charge you?
Bizca, what you looking at? Get outta here!
Hey, hey, hey! Hey, relax, ladies, relax.
Just doing this so I can report back to the boss
and tell her how the girls are looking.
-We know what you're doing. -The fuck out, bitch!
Fucking four-eyed cunt!
I'LL WAIT FOR YOU IN OUR SPOT
[Bizca] Chill out, bitch.
[inmates arguing indistinctly]
[Brenda] Wait, you don't have panties!
How about you wash it for me?
[inmate 1] Go finger fuck yourself somewhere else!
Nasty-ass bitch! Come take the grime off, bitch.
You wanted to shower, fucking shower, then.
Hi. You asked for me?
Uh, no. Your husband did.
Sit down.
I'm just looking for a book.
[Coca] Okay.
Choose one and show it to me, okay? And I'll mark it "out."
He wants to come for a visit.
Well, well.
I wonder what happened, you know?
He get dumped or what?
[laughs]
The skank dumped him, and now he misses me, that son of a bitch.
-Right? -You don't know that.
If you don't see him, you'll never know.
[Olga] I don't want to.
I don't wanna see him.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Look at me. I have one eye.
I'm a one-eyed, old, ugly, fat, washed-up hag. Not interested.
If I wanna feel depressed, I just look in the mirror.
Far as I'm concerned, that bastard's dead.
'Cause he dumped me in here like a goddamn used-up old rag, son of a bitch.
You're still a bombshell regardless of how many eyes you have.
-[Olga] Who cares? -Hear him out.
You have no idea what he might say. Maybe he misses you.
Oh, he misses me! Ay, please. Come off it.
You really think he cares?
Ladies, ladies, keep it down. Yeah?
What do you mean, girl? We're just working over here.
Hey, Bizca. Get over here.
-Hold on. -Come be my model.
We're gonna make a line, of what? Of T-shirts.
Give me this.
Come here. Okay.
Let's see how this looks on you.
Hey! Look at that!
-[Bizca] Is this De Paul? -De Paul McCartney.
[laughter]
[suspenseful music playing]
Hey. It's all right.
Hey.
Gringa's starting to suspect. Beat the shit outta me.
Yeah, I know. I'm gonna fucking murder that fucking piece of shit.
-No, no, no. You're not gonna do anything. -Yes, yes.
Look at me.
We can't be together anymore, okay? They already know about us.
This has to be the last time, okay?
Are you crazy? What do you mean, the last time? No, no.
You are the single best thing I have in here. Hey.
I feel the same, but
you know when I told you that being with you
felt like I was escaping, I don't know, a big fucking dumpster fire?
Yeah.
Well… I just wanna keep you safe.
I'm gonna be fine.
You can relax. Seriously.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Hmm? This is the best thing we both have in here.
[Sabina clears throat]
I cannot wait to tell the boss you've been fucking around on her
with none other than this little cockroach.
-No, no, no. -With the cellblock runt.
-No, no, no, wait. -Oh, she'll be so happy.
Now you're gonna answer for it, you little bitch.
[Solita] Wait, wait, wait.
Sabina, listen to me. Please, it won't happen again. Wait.
-Please let her go. -No shit it won't happen again.
You know what Gringa's gonna do to this one when she finds out?
-She'll cut out her cunt. -Let me go!
[grunting]
[Solita groans]
Sabina, look at me. Listen to me. I'll do whatever you want.
Please, please, please. I'll do whatever you want.
[Sabina] Back off. [grunts]
God fucking damn it! I'm gonna kill both of you.
[Nicole] Just fucking listen to me. I'm begging you.
-[Sabina] Shut the fuck up! -[groans]
[tense music playing]
What the fuck are you doing, you stupid bitch?
[grunts]
[grunting, panting]
-[Solita] Fucking bitch! -[Sabina groaning]
[Solita panting]
[Sabina groaning]
Let's go.
[Sabina gasping, groaning]
[labored breathing]
[dramatic music sting]
"Do not ever let defeat overtake you,"
comma,
"do not allow yourself
to feel like a slave."
-With a V. -[Rocky] Yo, Teach, I'm confused.
If he's a slave, how would he feel?
Let's continue, and then we can stop and analyze the whole thing.
-Excuse me. -[Rocky] Sure.
I need to use a computer now, please.
Hey, Borges, we're in class?
I was told to ask you.
Yes, that's fine. Feel free to use that one,
but you have to enter the time, your name, and how long you're browsing.
-Be careful because they check later. -Great, thanks.
Let's keep going. "Fearful trembling."
"Fearful trembling."
-[Rocky] With a big B? -[Helena] Yes, "B" as in boy. Trembling.
Comma. "Think yourself brave."
JULIÁN AQUINO NEWS
[Cachete] Hey, Teach, you make this up or what?
[Helena] No, this was written by a poet named Almafuerte.
JULIÁN AQUINO'S THIRD TROPHY
"Think yourself brave."
CHECK OUT TODAY'S RECAP
[electronic music playing]
Yeah, come on!
Let's go!
[Gladys] Look at your little boy, Aquino.
What a star he is.
[crowd cheers]
[uneasy music playing]
[Helena] Oh, Solita, you're joining our class!
Uh, no, no. Um, sorry. I'm looking for Gla.
Just a minute. I'm sorry.
Gla?
I need you to help me.
Help me, help me.
It's an emergency, Gla.
[Rocky] I'm stuck, Teach. I'm stuck. Can you repeat that, uh, last line?
-"That, though old…" -[Rocky] "That, though…"
"That, though old, will become…"
[in Spanish] ♪ I don't even take the tip Of that fucking dick… ♪
[in English] All right! Get the fuck out. Get out. Party's over. Let's go.
[Yaniela] Oh, yeah, sorry.
-See ya. -[Yaniela] See you later.
Thanks for everything.
Unbelievable, right?
That you have an ear for music, but you're practically deaf
when it comes to your mother.
I've lost count of how many times I've told you stay away from that dirtbag.
He's not a dirtbag. He's a musician, a fucking good one.
He's a guy I love with every part of me! Just stop!
Nieves, cut the bullshit! Enough!
You're a Casares!
-You're made for greater things than that. -Yeah.
Yeah, greater things like what? Like being locked in here?
This piece of shit bastard,
this musician, who is nothing but a sad little spectacle on the street,
is not your kind.
He's not one of us, okay?
That motherfucker is barking up the wrong tree,
and he's with you purely out of convenience,
you stupid pussy!
They're not all crooked lowlifes like the man who got you knocked up once.
Enough of this bullshit.
You two are done. It's over.
Give me my phone. Just do it.
-I'll give it to you. -Give it to me.
Sure, yeah. I will.
When you get the message through your thick skull.
[Nieves] Fuck this shit.
[breathing agitatedly]
[Gringa] Hey!
Hey, what's wrong, mami?
-What'd you mean, why? -You see a ghost or something?
Wh… why?
Well, because you look like you've seen a ghost. That's why?
No, no. I'm not feeling well. I've… I have cramps, that's why.
Well, I'll give you a massage.
[Nicole] Oh, no.
That's it.
Nice and gentle.
[uneasy music playing]
I'm gonna massage you real good.
Just wait.
I'm gonna give you a nice little massage.
Oh, what's the matter? You're dry?
[Gringa moans]
[Nicole whimpers]
[Gringa] Oh God.
[distant dogs barking]
[intriguing rhythmic music playing]
Move it, Solita. Let's go.
The last thing we need is to get bagged for this.
Eh, wouldn't it have been better if we set everything on fire?
That's a smart idea. And the smoke?
Huh? What happens if the guards catch us with half-burnt clothes?
-You even think of that? -No, yeah. You're right.
This is probably good enough, right?
Hang it to dry, and we'll come back for it tomorrow or the day after.
And tell your girlfriend we need to talk.
Done. Okay, done. What now?
Now nothing. Now put on your best innocent performance
'cause they're gonna search us down to the last pube when this gets out.
Remember. You owe me one.
[Zurda] What are you doing?
Nothing. We came to watch the sunset, and it got dark.
[Victoria laughs]
You want some gum?
Oh, phenomenal.
Perfect for later.
[laughs]
What are you doing?
-Nothing. -Nothing.
-[Zurda] What's up? -What's up with what?
Nothing's up. Nothing.
Enjoy yourselves, girls.
[distorted religious music playing]
[Gladys] Help me, Marito. What would you do in my place?
Easy. Easy.
[Antín] Borges…
[Mario] I would do anything for my child.
[Antín] How could you even think about kidnapping the daughter of a judge
and putting her in my prison?
[Luna] Hi, Mom.
You wanna know why you're not dead?
Because I still have to shoot a bunch of stupid videos to send to your dad.
Help me.
[unsettling music sting]
[Gladys] Thank you, my love.
[distant dog barking]
[knocking at door]
Come on in.
What's with the face? What's wrong?
We have one unaccounted for.
-Which one? -Sabina.
-[alarm blaring] -[Selva] Everybody out of their cells!
Bring everyone out. Let's go! Let's go!
Everybody in a line! Listen up! Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Form a line!
Come on. Out! Let's go.
Quit fucking around.
Let's go. Let's go, let's go.
Come on!
Get in a line!
Let's go! I said quiet, for fuck's sake.
Motherfucker!
[Rocío] Get in a line!
-Move it! -[Selva] Silence, goddammit!
[tense music playing]
[Rocío] Silence!
Sh!
[music stops]
That's more like it.
Silence.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Rocío] What the hell is going on with you all? Settle down.
If we have to search the whole facility 90 times,
we'll search the whole facility 90 times
until we find her.
Oh, well, sometimes, life can be a bit uh, unpredictable.
Today we're here, tomorrow we're not.
For example, today.
One of your fellow inmates was here during the headcount yesterday,
and today, she's not.
For your own sake, and if you're hoping your life in here
stays even remotely manageable…
No one knows where she is? What did you do to her?
Nobody's touched your girlfriend.
And don't play dumb, 'cause if she doesn't turn up,
you're first to go in the hole.
-Our person… -I don't understand.
-Silence! -She was with me this morning.
[Selva] We are not going to move from this spot. Is that clear?
[guard 1] Selva, do you copy?
Yeah, I'm here.
I'm in the machine room corridor. I found something.
Okay.
[suspenseful music continues]
[whispers]
Come on.
[guard 2] If anyone knows anything, speak now.
Nobody sleeps tonight.
[Beatriz] What was she doing here?
No idea. You never knew with her.
She was hiding something. Find out what. There's got to be a crack somewhere.
And if there was anything, whoever was with her took it.
Let's please grab a blanket in here
so we can cover her until she's taken to the morgue.
Her head's been split open. Would you say she hit it against the wall?
Doesn't matter to us.
Anything that happens in this area is covered by insurance.
-I'll talk to the coroner. -And the inmates?
What should we say to them?
This is what happens
when you poke your nose where it doesn't belong.
[cumbia music playing]
[inhales deeply]
[exhales deeply]
[sighs]
MOM ARE YOU THERE?
[phone line ringing]
[sighs]
What's going on?
I was completely out.
[clears throat] Did he leave for school yet?
[sighs]
I'm sorry. I'm gonna call back later.
[Gringa] The rest of the girls, tell 'em to stop drawing attention to themselves.
Don't let this thing with Sabina cause trouble.
The outing should be our main focus right now.
[ET] She was always on my ass, but I'm going to miss that bitch.
[Gringa] And neither of you fucking idiots can drive.
Oh?
-Has Her Majesty awoken? Huh? -Mm.
I took a pill and was knocked out completely.
Aw, princess took a pill?
-Huh? -Stop, stop, I have to piss. Wait.
Piss here.
[dramatic music sting]
[tools whirring]
[uneasy music playing]
[tools whirring]
It's all right, son. Everything will be okay.
It's all up to your grandma now.
[uneasy music continues]
[Nicole] What's up?
I have one minute. Gringa's waiting for me.
Are we in trouble?
No, no, no. Relax. We're fine.
You know how this place works, don't you? I scratch your back, you scratch mine.
-So now it's your turn. -[Solita] Sure, sure.
I told you we'd help you with whatever, and we will. We spoke about it.
Great, 'cause I was thinking it over.
I need you to do the exact same thing you do on every outing.
Tend to a client.
But this is someone special.
HE'S UNSTOPPABLE
[uneasy music continues]
Okay? Well, how are we gonna do that? And where?
Look, our operations are all organized by Zurda and her crew.
Wait. Does Zurda know about this? Did you tell her about Sabina?
[Gladys] She doesn't know a thing.
She doesn't know anything about what you two did or what we're about to do.
This doesn't leave this room.
I'm in a real fucking mess, and I need to clean it up right now.
What do you expect us to do for you?
I'm gonna have to tag along next time you go out.
Sabina was the one who drove the van, right?
-[Solita] Mm-hmm. Yeah. -[Gladys] Well, then…
-[Gladys exhales] -[stubbing cigarette]
Your only job now is to convince that Gringa that me
and only me should be driving that van.
-Got it? -[chuckles]
How am I gonna do that?
Go down on her. I don't give a fuck. Figure it out.
What's this guy gotta do with you? Because he's not just some guy.
Why are you doing this?
You can't tell anyone what I'm telling you, okay?
This man's father, he took my grandson.
He kidnapped him at the school gates. I will get him back, no matter what.
I covered your asses, right? Now you cover mine. Okay?
[suspenseful music playing]
[dramatic music sting]
-What happened, Gringa? -With what?
-Did you two get in some sort of fight? -Nah.
No.
If I was involved, you would have known right away.
You know I tell you everything.
If it wasn't you, then who was it?
What, did a meteor fall down and smack this broad?
How the hell should I know?
Sabina has been a target for a few of the girls for a while now.
They just never worked up the courage.
For fuck's sake.
They didn't do this to her. They did it to me.
And I'm gonna find out who it was.
Listen, look after yourself.
But from now on, there will be more checks on everyone.
I'm letting you know now.
Listen to me clearly. This place is under my control.
If I don't care to know about something, then you shouldn't bother either.
You understand me?
Don't get careless.
-This could be problematic for me. -And for me.
I also have people on the outside that I cannot disappoint.
Don't get it wrong, Gringa.
You and I do have some sort of understanding.
But in here, I'm the only one that's gonna sniff out the truth.
You got that?
-[igniter clicking] -[lively music playing]
Oh! What the… God fucking damn it!
I'm so fucking sorry.
No, I know you're "sorry." What's the matter with you?
[Solita] I wasn't looking.
[India] I know you weren't, but come on.
These are the only clothes I have, you know?
[Solita] Sorry. You can borrow…
-Please just borrow my pants. -I don't need to.
-[Yaniela] What's up with her? -She didn't sleep last night.
[India] Who… who slept last night? Nobody.
We're all on clonazepam. Nobody here rested.
Not after that motherfuckin' search where they even checked our assholes.
All because of…
God rest her soul, right?
Oh, come on! All right, bitch!
Now what, being a widow is not your thing?
If she loved her, she'd be happy she's gone.
Sabina is better off than any of us. At least she left this shithole, right?
If she loved her? I don't buy any of that was real.
I get a sense that whole thing was transactional.
Death makes us all emotional, you know.
And sometimes we cry for ourselves, not the dead.
[Yaniela] Don't philosophize, Teach.
Colombia hasn't shed a single tear from how high she is.
Why don't we raise a glass to whoever killed her and rid us of the pest forever?
Why would you say that, Olga? How do you know she was killed?
Maybe it was an accident. Hmm?
Come on, Gla. Because I saw her with my one eye.
They brought her to the infirmary. I saw her face.
It was all fucked up, destroyed, disgusting.
-[retches] -[Olga] Oh shit, sorry.
I think she's pregnant.
No, Solita honors her name.
She's alone in here. Out there, nah. She's not pregnant.
[India] She's gonna bring a baby into this world.
[Olga] Don't mock her.
NO ENTRY WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION
[guard] Come on, let's keep it moving.
[man] Afternoon.
You told me you'd changed a lot, but I wasn't picturing this.
I wanted to tell you in person,
but you took so long to visit.
That's not a reproach though.
It's nuts because you wanna know what I realize now?
I haven't felt anything in so long, Rodolfo. I swear to God.
Like I've been under anesthesia.
And now, when I look back,
I realize that I was so selfish.
And I understand.
Now I understand your need for us to get a divorce.
And I understand you so, so well…
that…
that I am willing…
to think openly.
You understand?
To share you with other women,
with some young thing from outside, with whoever you want.
I swear.
But you know what I need right now?
I really need to… to fuck like we did before, like we used to.
You understand? And I don't think that I expect us to fuck all the time.
That's not what I'm asking.
Even if it's every once in a while.
Conjugal visits, you know, every once in a while.
Something. Whatever.
Don't I turn you on anymore? Don't you like me?
It's because of the eye.
What, again? I already signed the divorce papers.
Yeah, but… now I need to sell the property.
We're gonna split what we get, and that's that.
It's good money.
You'll be able to buy anything you want, even inside here.
[unsettling music playing]
What do you want the cash for?
I'm gonna get married.
I hope that doesn't upset you.
No, I'm not upset.
Where's my name go?
Right here.
[unsettling music subsides]
Here's your signature, you fucking son of a bitch!
-[screaming] -You sorry-ass piece of shit!
-Motherfucker! -[alarm blaring]
Die, you cunt!
Yeah, I'll be one-eyed, but you'll be one-handed, fucker!
-Die, you fucking cunt! -You asshole!
Yeah, suck my dick, you son of a bitch!
[dramatic music sting]
Gringa, whoever finished off Sabina is here in La Quebrada. I'm sure of it.
If you give me five minutes, I'll go, come back, and get you all the data.
Oh yeah, surely those telescopes you wear on your face
allow you to see everything and gather data.
Go on. Beat it. Take that creep too.
Hey, listen, you motherfucker.
-Show some fucking respect. -No, Gringa, I wasn't…
Nobody makes a move in this place unless I fucking say so.
They wanna sink my business.
Of course, they can't take me down, so they go for my people.
Sabina was like a goddamn sister to me.
I sympathize with you. Believe me, Gringa.
But we gotta keep the hustle going. We gotta keep bringing in money.
Which is why I called all of you here.
We've gotta reorganize this hustle of ours.
No offense, but now that Sabina's gone,
I have the women.
I have the getaway van. I can take charge.
You have nothing, you goddamn, stupid-ass piece of shit.
I have it all. You don't.
And if I don't call the shot, you don't go out.
You're gonna stay here pushing livestock as usual.
She's going out.
[unsettling music playing]
[Gringa] What you looking at? What is it?
I'm ready whenever you are.
Grab this. Listen, you only use this outside.
-And only if it's necessary. -Mm.
-Thanks. -No, don't thank me for shit.
You're completely on your own out there.
Something happens to you, management won't answer for it.
Much less me.
What matters to me most is this one goes out and comes back.
[Gringa clears throat]
[dramatic music sting]
[uneasy music playing]
Claudia, hey, hon.
Ah, honey, you got a phone. That's amazing.
Yeah. I'm gonna call you from this number from now on.
Were you able to find out what I asked for?
Of course I was, girl.
Listen, when he's not racing,
he's out with his buddies looking for a good time.
And on Tuesdays, they get together in a hotel bar.
They're for sure going there tonight.
Where?
Near the casino. I'll send you the address now.
Are you sure?
Gla, I triple verified this shit.
All right, listen to me, yeah? We're doing this now.
Talk to Jere and have him sort everything out.
Okay.
This is the only chance I have to get back Juan Pablo.
I don't wanna keep waiting.
[dramatic music sting]
Okay, we're good to go. Don't wait up for us.
Do what you want, but I didn't expect this from you.
I made you an offer, and you fucked me sideways.
No, it's not like that. I never asked for anything.
Why would I have said no to her?
Because it's my business, always has been. You know perfectly well.
[Gladys] Zurda, come on. You know I have no beef with you.
[Zurda] I'm gonna keep going, no matter what happens.
[Gladys] Fine.
[Victoria] Let's go. Let's go, ladies. This is it. This is the area.
Lalo will be there circling the perimeter at all times, making sure it's kept clear.
Here. Take this.
Gladys.
What?
I don't know what you're attempting to pull here, but you've done this before.
You don't fool me.
-Go on. Go. -All right.
[dramatic music sting]
[smooth hip-hop music playing]
-Hey, you got the bag? -Careful though.
I'll keep it in my shoe.
-Solita, you good? -I'm fine.
[Gladys] Take those morons for everything they're worth.
[woman] Yeah, we will, honey.
[smooth hip-hop music continues]
[phone buzzes]
[Gladys] All set, Claudia. We'll be out in 30.
[indistinct chattering]
[smooth hip-hop music continues]
[music fades]
Hey, the others didn't see you leave, right?
-No, no. We went out the back. -Hop in.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Claudia] Gladys, the guy is on his way.
[Gladys] Claudia, we're near the hotel. Where are you?
[phone buzzes]
[Claudia] Be there in five.
Thanks.
[Claudia] Listen, tell your girls to stay close to the front entrance.
There's a bar right there,
so they'll be able to see when he comes in.
[jazz music playing over speakers]
[Solita] Holy shit, that dress you're wearing.
-God, you're a bombshell. -Sh.
[suspenseful music playing]
[suspenseful music intensifies]
[jazz music playing over speakers]
-[Julián] What's going on? -[Solita] There he is. There he is.
-He's here? -Yeah.
Hey. How's it going?
'Sup, ladies? Hey, you good?
My usual whiskey, bro.
Go now. Now, now.
I'm sorry, do you have the time?
-12:20. -Okay, thanks.
[Julián chuckles]
Are you alone?
Yeah, with my friend, but alone, yeah. You?
With some friends, but alone too.
-Do you drink whiskey? -Mm-hmm.
Give me one more.
-Join me for a bit. -Ah, yeah, all right.
You move fast.
That's what they say.
Mm.
Julián Aquino.
Nicole.
Well, cheers, Nicole.
[Nicole laughs]
[Nicole sniffs]
-Your cologne smells amazing. -Thanks. Let me smell yours.
They're very similar, don't you think? Your smell and mine?
Sir, can I get a glass of water, please? Oh, excuse me.
-Are you all right? -Sorry, yes.
Hey! You're famous.
-More or less. -[Solita] Yeah?
-Yeah. Are you famous? -No, I'm not. I'm not famous.
Close to being famous, but no. Thanks, sir.
She knows me.
[electronic music playing]
[Nicole] Take this off.
[Julián] Oh man. Oh yeah.
[Jeremías] Let's do this.
How cute.
There we go.
[Jeremías chuckles] Is the prince sleeping?
-Come on. -[Claudia] Up we go!
[Jeremías] That's it. That's it. There we go.
Damn, this place is nice. Bigger than my house.
[Claudia] There you go.
[Gladys] Over here, Jere. Right here. Hurry, hurry.
-[Claudia] We're hurrying. -[Gladys] Let's go.
[Claudia] I'm worried that…
-Okay. I'll call you. -[Jeremías] Wait, wait. Turn, turn. Shit.
There we go. Let's go. Come on.
[electronic music continues]
[engine starting]
[Gladys] Let's go get the others.
Not a word about this.
[electronic music fades]
[theme music playing]
[music fades]