[speaking Spanish]
GOMEZ: You've done
this operation before?
- One time?
- Many times.
- Why are you locked up in here?
- GEMMA: If you want to live,
then your one option is escape.
[g*nshots]
If you want to escape,
then your one option, it's me.
KAI: There's a "sh**t on sight"
order out on us.
- We need to lie low.
- Sorry about the chair.
KAI: If they find us,
we're dead.
- [mine chirps]
- [expl*si*n]
[speaking Spanish]
I have, um, an indecent
proposal for you two.
You guys,
you want to escape, right?
- [latin music playing]
- [g*nf*re]
[guard speaking Spanish]
♪♪♪
- [banging]
- [girl shouting in Spanish]
Huh?
Vamos!
[girl shouting in Spanish]
[firecrackers exploding]
Jesus!
[g*ns clicks]
[shouts in Spanish]
[shouts in Spanish]
[shouts in Spanish]
[door clicks]
[gasping]
Well done, Clem.
[speaking in Spanish]
You need
to get cleaned up, Clem.
Go back to my place.
Help yourself to whatever
you like from my wardrobe.
Then get straight back.
Keep Gomez alive.
Miguel?
[eerie music]
- [groans]
- [gasps]
- [stabbing]
- [groaning]
[wheezing]
[coughing]
[flesh squishing]
RYAN: Why did we leave Kai
out there?
STU: What would
we have done, Ry?
[g*nf*re]
RYAN: It's a good ring, mate.
I mean, Look. Look.
[insects buzzing]
[speaking in Spanish]
[grunts]
- This better be a good plan.
- Oh, it's a really good plan.
[keys rattling]
Good.
Because I'm supposed
to be operating
on some Nosferatu-looking dude
called Gomez right now.
- And when I don't show up
- Gomez?
- Yeah.
- Like, now?
- Yeah!
- That's perfect.
[gasps]
No.
Gemma. No.
Gemma! Gemma. No. Please.
Gemma! Please! Stop!
f*ck! [whimpering]
STU: Please. We're hardly
spoilt for options,
but we need to know
what we're doing.
What it is exactly that we
you want us to do.
Shh! I told you
when I offered you the phone
in the minefields.
It's a one-time offer.
Either you're in, right now,
or you're out. Understand?
I have arranged a boat
that will take me
and whoever I want out of here.
KAI: Boys, don't f*cking
leave me out here!
Please, I wanna live!
Get me out!
But escaping this country,
it's not cheap. Okay?
And I also overheard
that you needed
one of these, no? Hmm?
So that means that I'm going
to rob the cocaine factory.
And you two are going to help me
carry lots of coke away.
There are tunnels
under Puerco n*gro,
right under this prison.
How do we get under the prison
and into the tunnels?
There are two ways.
You can either die
or get k*lled.
They will take your dead body
and throw it
from the roof,
down the chimney
Oh, right.
inside a room
infested with the dead
who could afford to be buried.
Or you can go my way.
You go with me because
there's a secret passage.
And if you go that way,
there's a sneakier way, okay?
Okay. If you are f*cking in,
it's my rules, understand?
Mine.
Otherwise, you will end up
like your friends before you.
MAN: So[clears throat]
No, I don't think
that'll be that easy.
Ant's ring.
We could go back for it.
Ant's ring.
We could We could get it back,
like you said.
What?
We could do that
for Ruby and the kids.
That would
That would mean something.
That would f*cking mean
something, wouldn't it?
So, uh, getting the ring back
isn't gonna
change anything, is it?
Everyone's dead, Stu.
Everyone's dead.
I just wanted
to get married, Ry.
I'm sorry.
[inhales]
I'm not
a f*cking psychopath, right?
Wait.
Stu!
That's what he says now.
f*ck him.
He's not really worth it.
Come on, let's go.
You can't just
f*cking leave him.
Do you know how close
we are to escape?
You could be home in your cold
and rainy London.
Or you can stand there and get
your head blown off by a b*llet
while waiting for your friend
who put you in here.
[speaking Spanish]
[Spanish continues]
Are you his man
or are you your own man?
Because if you don't want
to help me,
I'm gonna do it by myself.
So f*cking do it.
And I'm from Essex, you twat.
[speaking Spanish]
[shouting in Spanish]
[g*nf*re]
Stu, you're gonna get us
f*cking shot.
[g*nsh*t]
I've got it. I've got it.
- [g*nsh*t]
- RYAN: f*ck' Christ!
Go! Go, go, go!
We had a plan. We had a
We had a plan!
[panting]
sh*t. sh*t. sh*t.
What the f*ck is this?
Gomez is waiting.
What are you doing back in here?
I, um I
Where's Gemma?
I don't know.
I came back and she was gone.
I just want a status check.
We still
You know, the terms
to the deal still apply,
and this hasn't,
you know, changed anything
in terms of what
we agreed, right?
Thanks to you,
I currently have a one-eyed man
operating on a f*cking king,
do you understand?
You see this through,
you do a good job,
then we might discuss status.
Is this about him
or about Gemma?
[door creaks]
SELMA:
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Let's just
slow down and talk, okay?
- CLEM: Let's just talk!
- [shouting in Spanish]
- Let's just talk, hmm?
- [g*n clicks]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[yelling]
Enough! Stop it!
Get up.
Good, Clem.
Give me back my g*n.
Don't give her the f*cking g*n.
What the f*ck
have you done with Gomez?
Ask him yourself
if you can find him.
Place was like this
when I arrived.
This and a bunch
of kids outside.
- Bullshit!
- f*ck you.
f*ck you. f*ck you!
Clem, give me the f*cking g*n!
You can trust me!
- [scoffs]
- Her? She's a snake.
- She locked you in that cell.
- So did you.
[tense music]
What? What's in the fridge?
It's a tunnel.
Leads to the coast.
Told you I had a plan, didn't I?
So, why aren't you gone already?
Because it looks
different.
What? What does that mean?
Hey!
Something's up, right?
[speaking in Spanish]
Oi! You're saying there's
a tunnel beneath us
that leads to the sea?
Correct? Out of here?
Good. Get in there
and lead me to it.
- Or what?
- [g*n c*ck]
You, too. f*cking Cruella.
You're coming n'all.
Making me what, a hostage?
Before long, my men
are following us in
and k*lling you where you stand.
Your men sounded busy.
[speaking Spanish]
[g*nsh*t]
Let's go. Girls trip.
[tense music]
Let's get f*cking out of here.
Pl-Please, please, please.
I thought we had a deal.
[whispering] Shut up.
Shut the f*ck up.
- It's all good.
- [shouting in Spanish]
- Stu, calm it down.
- It's all right.
No more games, huh?
I've seen you leave
your other friends behind.
Tell me, how much
does this one mean to you?
RYAN: Stu, please.
Some of us have bigger plans
than you can realize.
Okay? And you are not going
to f*ck this up for me.
I won't. I won't. I swear.
I'll do anything you want.
[exhales]
Jesus Christ.
I didn't know what to do.
I can see that.
You didn't do anything.
You didn't do f*cking anything.
[exhales]
Let's go. I won't let you
mess this up for me.
Come on! Come on this way.
[ominous music]
[Selma speaking Spanish]
STU: Sorry, sorry, sorry,
sorry, sorry.
Thought you said
nobody would be here.
Preoccupied, you said.
He don't look very f*cking
preoccupied, does he?
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
See that door behind him?
We're gonna need
to get through it.
STU: Well,
what's the plan then?
You'll have
to figure it out, okay?
GEMMA: Stop f*cking
shoveling me.
CLEM: Don't. Why don't we start?
SELMA: I'll start.
Help me, Clem.
CLEM: I want no funny Aah!
Answers. Now.
Because she wouldn't put
holes in you, Selma.
But me? I would f*cking love to.
What the f*ck
is going on down here?
Why the emergency lights?
Because there's been
an emergency, genius.
The power surged.
She's telling the truth
about that much
So, why that look on your face?
- Do you think it's out?
- Is what out?
Answer!
I'm trying to find
some sign of Gomez.
I'm I'm trying to see
if Gomez could be down here.
So, what's that then?
Why the look on your face?
Gemma is scared of El Niño.
Gemma's scared of what?
Shut up! Both of you. Walk.
Yes? Quietly.
[tense music]
[rustling]
[grunting]
- [g*nsh*t]
- [Ryan gasps]
f*ck.
f*ck, mate. You k*lled him.
What did you do?
What the f*ck
are you two waiting for?
Let's hide the body.
f*ck.
[sighs, exhales]
[door creaking]
[door closes]
Avoid anything piled
on the right.
[smacks lips] Yes, leave it.
That's their step-down stuff.
What, so, stick to the left?
Yes, stick to the left.
Right, not right.
Yes? It's right.
Take these bricks here.
Quickly. Load it all up.
We might not have much time.
Okay, maybe we have problems.
Oh, do What We have, do we?
There used to be wheelbarrows
and bicycles
and even a pallet truck
over there.
What, so, what?
We can't f*cking move it?
You said you had a plan.
Well, I think
I think th-that that part of it
would've factored
pretty f*cking crucial
to any part of your plan!
So, what the f*ck are we doing?
- [door slams]
- Shh.
[Luba humming]
Hide.
Hide.
Hide. Hide!
GEMMA: Shut up.
You should see
about that leg quickly
if you plan on keeping it.
I mean, she probably is right.
You can shut up, too.
You're slowing us down.
- Agreed?
- No more talking. Just walk.
Just let me have a look
at your leg.
Yeah?
[Gemma screaming]
Right! Right!
What the f*ck is El Niño?
It's a beast
that lives beneath the prison
in this tunnel.
It's a beast?
Is this a f*cking joke?
Coked-up drug lords like
exotic animals for pets, right?
But it got too big.
It's normally locked up
when people are using the tunnel
so that people
can use the tunnel.
That thing eats the dead people.
And it's in here? With us?
No. Close by.
Locked up.
Probably.
[ominous music]
Well, then I really do need
to have a look.
What?
We need to fix your f*cking leg
because you're slowing us down.
Move. Over there.
The fact is, I'm not interested
in you attracting that thing
with an open f*cking wound.
So
- [whimpering]
- Sorry.
Talk to me
about what we do if it appears.
- Talk to me!
- [groans]
Sorry.
Don't look it in the eyes.
Didn't you tell me once
there was a song?
The song is in Spanish.
She doesn't speak it.
I doubt she sings it.
Don't look it in the eyes.
Better, guarita?
Or do you need a little hug too
before you're ready to carry on?
Keep talking, witch,
see what happens.
What is this between you two?
[man speaking in Spanish]
[clattering]
[clattering continues]
Fine. Silence
is probably preferable
under the circumstances.
[distant screaming]
Señor Gomez?
If it was free again,
I would know.
Again?
[screeching music]
[somber music]
[speaking in Spanish]
No, no, no, no! Get off her!
[speaking in Spanish]
What the f*ck is going on?
[snaps]
Huh?
[clattering]
RYAN: How are we supposed
to f*cking shift this?
[clattering]
Eh!
Grab this bag, Essex.
Try loading the coke into it.
Come on, do it.
[Luba speaking Spanish]
RYAN: How many
are we supposed to do?
Guys, now try to pick
the bag up. Come on.
- What?
- Come on! Come on!
Try to run with it!
[shuffling]
STU: Three, two, one. Let's go.
[Ryan grunting] f*cking sh*t.
f*cking
f*ck!
STU: What the f*ck
are we doing, Ry?
- RYAN: Lift quieter!
- Shush!
Eh. Eh.
STU: We can't carry this lot
out of here.
RYAN: You couldn't if you
were made out of f*cking
- The tape here, use it.
- What for?
Start taping the coke
to yourselves! Come on.
Is he serious?
And make sure that you can run!
Come on!
[sighs]
Just do what he says
and we'll be all right.
- BRANCO: Luba!
- f*ck it.
[banging]
[Branco yelling in Spanish]
- f*ck.
- What now? What the f*ck now?
Gomez?
Gomez!
You do know where you're
going, don't you?
Do you want to survive, right?
Well, how far
to this thing's cage?
Close. Close to here.
Any sense in us turning around?
[rustling]
What? What are you saying?
Can we, for once,
talk in English?
[sighs]
[deep growling]
f*cking run!
No! No! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!
[shouting in Spanish]
[knocking]
- [door clicks]
- [gasps]
[creature roaring]
The f*ck are we supposed
to do now?
When will we even
know if it's gone?
- [lights click]
- What the f*ck?
Is he supposed to be dead?
[banging]
She just told the whole prison
where we are.
Now her people really
will be coming.
Not good.
Calm. Calm.
[Branco sniffing]
[man on radio]
CLEM: What have you done?
Now what?
If we stay here, we're f*cked.
Her people could
very well be on their way.
Excuse me? If we leave here,
we're f*cked.
Have you forgotten
what we are running from?
sh**t her, Clem. Now. Please.
Just give me the g*n
and I'll f*cking sh**t her.
We'll need bait.
Maybe we can lure it back
to its cage.
But we'd need bait.
And what does bait look like?
It looks human.
- She
- What?
is useless. Let her go out,
lure it back in.
Nice try.
SELMA: Gomez wasn't there.
He might be alive.
So you can operate on him,
and our deal stands!
But Gemma? Expendable.
See that? See? Huh?
She betrayed you! Remember?
- I didn't betray her!
- Oh, come on!
You think I don't know
you locked her in your room
and bolted?
I told her I had a plan.
I know you needed her
to operate on Gomez.
Please. My guess
is you just f*cked me over.
I was being held c*ptive.
In one room for years.
She had it sweet.
Linen bed sheets, fresh fruit.
I f*cking spoiled you.
I wasn't supposed
to be here at all.
I literally did nothing wrong.
They were going to set me free.
[romantic music]
SELMA:
GEMMA: But I was never
supposed to be here.
I was in love.
I thought I was in love.
- [scoffs]
- The b*stard treat me He
It was not What?
You thought you were in love.
He planted drugs on you.
That's all you were for.
Then he f*cked you.
Then I came along
and showed you
who you could really be.
You kidnapped me, Selma.
And why? Why?
Because you were lonely.
Just plain old lonely.
f*cking pathetic.
[woman vocalizing]
♪♪♪
From here on out,
no more Spanish.
Look. I think
it's getting closer.
[lights crackling]
Thank God. Now we have bait.
Her. He can f*cking have her
and we can run.
It's still you, Selma.
[sniffles]
Pucker up.
Your turn to get f*cked.
[intriguing music]
What's the plan?
Don't know. Don't know, man.
I don't know.
He said it was a boat, right?
There's a boat coming.
So if we could just get
on a boat, then we can
Or we could just go back
in there with what's-his-name.
Oh, do you want to go back
in there, do you?
No, I don't want to go back
in there.
He's probably dead anyway.
The f*cking roof, Ry.
That's what he said.
He said there was a room
connected to the tunnels
where they throw
the bodies down.
What, is that the plan?
Mate, if that
was the f*cking plan,
then wouldn't that have been
the plan from the start?
It's a way up there, isn't it?
I mean, we can get to the roof.
We can do that.
We still have coke
to pay for the guy.
Yeah. Exactly.
Well, f*cking, we can't
just mosey through the prison
like this, can we?
We'll be dead men walking.
You're not gonna like this.
But then, you don't need
to like it, do you? f*ck you.
[shuffling]
Come on, Selma. Chop chop.
Wait.
Is this too far? Too insane?
f*ck you. f*ck your pity.
If I'm the bait,
then I'm the bait.
I am the bait.
You're f*cking afraid.
Just you, not me.
Okay, you're not afraid.
CLEM: So, let's go.
If we go, she'll just come
back in here and lock the door.
So I don't want you
to lock it in here.
Where I want you to lock it
is back in its cage.
[speaking in Spanish]
Don't look it in the eyes.
[wheel creaks]
[creature roaring]
GEMMA: Get that thing
back in its cage.
You owe me, Selma.
[clanging]
[distant rattling]
[panting]
[distant roaring]
[singing in Spanish]
[door creaking]
[singing continues]
[stomping]
[growling]
[singing continues]
[grunting]
[singing continues]
[Latin folk music]
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