01x04 - Aprender a renunciar

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THIS SERIES DEPICTS MINORS ENGAGING
IN ill*gal AND/OR UNSAFE ACTIVITIES.

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AND DIALOGUES HAVE BEEN FICTIONLIZED
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THIS DRAMATIC PORTRAYAL
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For Kiss!

For Kiss!

And for Pablo, you m*therf*ckers!

For Pablo!



The raids conducted
at the Hacienda Napoles

and other properties belonging
to the notorious cartel leader serve

as both an example of the seriousness
of the Attorney General's efforts...

PABLO ESCOBAR'S ESTATE RAIDED
BY AUTHORITIES

...to end drug trafficking as well
as a warning of the fate

that awaits Escobar if he ever decides
to return to this country once again.

My father's money could
buy anything and everything,

so he'd managed to return
to Colombia months before...

Where his life in the shadows
would go on forever.

Come on.
You wanna tell him, don't you?

No, you tell him.
It'll be more exciting coming from you.

No, you, you.

What? Did I do something wrong?

You really don't have any patience
for surprises, do you?

A surprise?

Well, since you have
a birthday coming up,

your father had a little gift idea.

Of course, if you're not interested,
that's fine.

Oh, is it a truck?

You don't even got a license!

Yeah, but I know how to drive.

All right,
lunch is ready.

Today it's beef stew for everyone.

But I got you a salad because
you're starting that new diet, right?

Oh, I brought you the estimate
for that remodel of my apartment

and that breakdown you asked for
of your siblings' expenses.

Wait, wait, wait.
What about my birthday present?

- Is it a helicopter?
- Oh, much bigger.

An airplane?

No, but it's coming by plane.

Michael Jackson!

- What?
- Yes!

Yeah, that's right, get ready, 'cause
I'm bringing him to you for your birthday.

- No!
- Come on!

We gotta celebrate you're not
a kid anymore.

You're a grown man now.

Thank you, Papa.

A person that famous must come
with a big entourage,

so let's prioritize getting their cars
and accommodations ready first.

Just know I'm expecting about 500 guests
to show up.

Oh, hey!

Everyone was busy at the time.

My nannies lived at my father's pace,

scrambling to cover his business dealings
both inside and outside the country,

all while doing their best
to avoid the law.

Sorry, ma'am,
I just wanna say hello to this criminal.

Lovely Angie!

He's back from vacation!

Look at you,
you son of a b*tch.

Nice, right?

Yo, you'd better not even breathe
on it too hard.

Hey, big shot.

Time and again,

some new hit man would appear in my life
and leave a mark on my education,

even if they didn't stay for long.

"Are you interested in acting?"

That's what they said to me.
Man, straight up.

So you're saying it's true?

The American Dream's the real deal?

Come on, Rodrigo.

One look at me and they said,

"Hey, this guy could be
the next great Latin lover."

- And, hey, they're right.
- The Latin lover?

Or Colombian drug trafficker?

A little respect, please!

Nieves!

With the government looking
for him,

my father took all of his meetings
at the Hacienda.

Get the f*ck off me, you stupid dog!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Get back here.

Get back here. Calm down.

Are you f*cking serious?

You saw the son of a b*tch kick the dog,
didn't you?

Yeah, well, that's Geronimo Paez Ruiz
and he's partners with the patron.

And no one in your pay grade even touches
a guy like that.

So stay quiet and stay back.

Yes.

Right in your face, man.

And you say a few words
and that's all there is to it.

Man, it's crazy.
That's what they call acting.

- I mean, I can't believe that sh*t.
- That is crazy.

You go on without me.

What's up, Juampi?

Tina!

- How you been?
- I'm fine.

But look at you.

You're a grown man now.

How was America?

Man. Tell you all about it,
but first I gotta talk to your pops, okay?

- Okay. Later.
- All right, man.

Hey, this sounds amazing, man.

It's pretty cool, right?

I just need to buy some better CDs.

All I've got here
is boring crap.

You think this motorbike
will ever work again?

Of course it'll work again.

It's just a little rusty.

That's what happens
when it doesn't get used.

Same as you.

Lagaña says your thing's rusty
'cause you never use it,

not since that girl disappeared.

Like he knows anything about it.

Well, he said that Franca just went
and dumped you overnight.

Yeah, well, I think I prefer
to stay focused on the job, you know?

So you're saying
your machinery still works?

What kind of g*y f*cking question
is that?

When I was young...

I always thought that being alone
was the worst possible thing

that could happen to you.

But in this line of work...

Alone's better.

Bullshit. Are you saying
you're never gonna f*ck again?

- Like a priest?
- Stop talkin' about sex, okay?

It doesn't suit you.

What do you know about it, anyway?

Ah.

I've seen and read enough
to know pretty much everything,

but I haven't done it myself.

Of course not.
You're just a kid.

Can you even get it up?

Talk about a g*y f*cking question.

So let's hear about Michael.

Your papa must really love you, huh?

For sure.
But you know what?

- Hmm?
- When Michael gets here,

I'm gonna ask him
to let you hang out with us, okay?

With Michael Jackson?

Why? I don't even really know
his music that well.

Don't worry.

I can teach you everything there
is to know.

You're gonna teach me how to dance
and all?

- Sure. Just watch me.
- All right.

Simple. You just go bah,
bah, bah, bah,

bah, bah, boom!

You're welcome.

I can't tell you how excited Juan Pablo is

to see you all
at his birthday this weekend.

Oh, he can't make it?

This is Juan Pablo's mother.
How are you?

My son is so looking forward
to celebrating

his birthday with you and your boys.

Ah, I wish you
had asked me earlier.

I see.

Oh señora,
we already have plans.

Again, I'm so sorry.

Oh, yes. There's a pool,
they can swim, hang out,

they can go play with the animals.

There's so many things
for kids to do.

One, two, three!

Hah, not bad, kid.
Pretty good.

That weekend doesn't work
for us.

Think we should start
the engine?

Whoo, yeah!

No, of course.

Well, we'll just hope
to see you some other time. Right.

Thank you so much
for the invitation,

but, uh, we won't be able to.

I'm so sorry,
but we just can't make it.

Thank you anyway.

In there there's another one
totally naked like the other one.

Come on. Check it out.

- Hey. Come with us.
- Rodrigo.

Hey, uh, bro.

Yes?

Did you have a question?

You think this would be a good investment?

If my folks, say in, like,


they decide to sell it...

Do you think that they'd have enough then?

Enough for what, señor?

A f*ck' house, man.
What do you think?

Well, that depends.

What kind of house are we talkin' about?

Bro, how 'bout we cut the crap

and you stop acting like
a p*ssy-a*s b*tch?

How much is it?

Excuse me.

This is the price.

VALUED AT US$ 1.200.000

And do you offer a celebrity discount?

I'm sorry, señor.

I find that real celebrities don't ask
for a discount.

Beat it before I f*ck you up.

Get out my face, b*tch.

- What's up?
- Hey, man.

It's all good, Juampi.

- Mama.
- Yes, mi amor?

I want this.

- You do, huh?
- Yeah.

Please.

Good afternoon, señora.

This. We would like to buy this one.

Certainly, Señora Escobar.

I can make sure it's delivered
to you in two to three weeks.

Oh, no, that won't work.

It has to be sooner.
We need it for my son's birthday.

I'm sorry, but this piece
isn't physically here in Medellín.

Fine, then why don't we do this?

What if you give me the address
and I'll have someone on

my staff pick it up directly?

Yes, that should be fine.
I'll just go and get the paperwork.

- Thank you so much.
- Of course.

Mi amor, you know what
we haven't done yet?

We need to buy party favors
for your guests.

Well, yeah.
But there's something else, too.

What?

They need new clothes.

They're meeting Michael.
He can't see them like that.

I've never worn anything
like this before!

Yeah, whoo!
I've never looked this f*cking cool!

Hey, hey, hey yo,
that's my shirt!

What are you gonna do? Huh?

Come on! Come and get it.

That's my favorite one.

You look gorgeous.

It is. It looks really nice.

I just wanna...

You think I don't see you
creeping around? Huh?

You won't find what you're lookin'
for here.

Doesn't fit her.
It's too small, kid.

Lagaña! Try this on!

In other news,
there's been a sh**ting

of the Colombian ambassador in Hungary.

At approximately


gunmen arrived at the residence
of Colombian ambassador in Hungary,

Enrique Parejo,
and attempted to k*ll him,

reportedly firing seven shots
before leaving the scene.

Former Justice Minister
Enrique Parejo González,

was hit a total of five times-

three times in the head
and twice in the abdomen.

The shots were fired from
a car in front of the embassy.

At the moment,
there are no further...

Put it down.
That's enough for today.

19, 26, 27.

19, 26, 27.

Check these out.

These are the ones I was talking about.

To ensure peace,

my mother surrendered the rest
of her money

and assets to my father's enemies.

They divided the loot among themselves,

hoping to recover what Pablo Escobar
had taken from them.

Or perhaps the motivation
was simply revenge,

to possess something
of the man they had once feared.

That, too.

No. No, not this one.
Set this aside.

You keep it for me.

Wounded male pride
is a very dangerous thing.

That's why they will always want
your head.

Nothing will ever appease them.

I'm gonna go see them.

I can try to reason with them.

No, please don't do this to me.

What other choice do I have, Ma?

Do I wait around for them
to m*rder me, then?

You have to know that showing up
and trying to talk to the Cali is suicide.

Please, think of me.

I do think of you.

And my sister, and Andrea.

That's why I'm going.

But you have to promise me something.

If anything happens to me,

I want you to leave
the country right away.

Okay?

Quite a place, isn't it?

Well, it's not Miami.

It's got its charm, though.

This is f*cked up, man.

Everyone else is out partying
in Medellín.

And you and me get stuck running errands
for Doña Victoria.

Yeah, I wish I was there.

Keeping an eye on Juampi.

I mean, that's my job, not this.

By the way, I'm sorry about
the whole rooming situation.

- There were no other rooms.
- Don't apologize.

After all we've been through,
sleeping together doesn't seem that bad.

Yeah, that's true.

Know what I think?

I think we should go get drunk.

Is that right?

We've still got some time to k*ll
before they show up with the sculpture.

Don't we?

And besides,
I have a thing for hotel bars.

This is my first time staying in a hotel.

No sh*t.

No, for real.

I've almost never been out of Medellín.

How about we do this?

You wash yourself up
and make yourself nice,

and we'll go out for a drink.

But don't take too long.

Pablo, my man.

Come in, come in, you guys.
Make yourselves at home.

My brother.

- What's up, my man?
- Good to see you.

It's been too long.
Muchachos. How you all been?

You brought the kid here?

Yeah, he's almost 11 now.

So it's time to teach him who he can trust
and who he can't trust.

Yeah.

Watch what he films, huh?

Because we're all respectable men here,

but some of these women
don't like being respected.

Yeah.

You guys want a drink or what?

- Yeah?
- Yeah, sure, why not?

Yeah, come on.
Let's get to it.

Let's-let's drink till we drop.
What do you say, huh?

I mean it.
It's good to have you here.

So gents, follow me this way.

A surprise awaits.

Okay, let's hear it.

How many?



All of them guys?

Yeah.

You?

Oh, come on.
No need to be shy.

Don't tell me your first time
was the day Kiss died.

Heh, who would have thought?

I was sure you'd k*lled before.

Well, I bet you beat me when
it comes to lovers.

Besides that skinny girl,
how many have there been?

What I'm curious to know instead...

...is whether or not you think
you'll ever fall in love again.

I'd rather take a b*llet.

Falling in love during a w*r
is a mistake, Rodri.

Especially when
the one you fall for happens

to be a brother in arms, you know?

Because when they end up getting k*lled,

it tears your heart up like
a f*cking b*tch.

So you don't believe in love anymore?

I've found that love is overrated.

Do you believe in love anymore?

Ah, I dunno.

It's just that...

...sometimes you get these crazy thoughts
running through your head.

Just stuff you'd rather not hear.

If those thoughts are bothering you,

you should let 'em out,
don't you think?

Excuse me, sir.

There has been a delivery
for you at the front desk.

Back to work.

Let's drink.

I don't drink anymore.

No drugs, either.

That Miami climate made me a new man.

Huh. You got boring
from hanging out with gringos.

Lagaña says they stole your soul.

That you're like a zombie.

That's right.

You know what the problem was, Juampi?

I started
to think about the future.

It was always about the partying for me,
you know?

The sex. The drugs.

What a f*cking great life.

But the minute that you begin
to fear for the future, it's over.

- We're friends, aren't we?
- Of course.

And you're a guy who'd keep
a secret, right?

I met this Cuban girl.
A total hottie in Miami.

Man, she's gorgeous.

You f*cked her, didn't ya?

I actually f*cked her so good...

That she got pregnant.

I'm gonna be a dad
to a little gringo.

I'll have to work twice
as hard as now, Juampi.

I've seen what it's like out there.
sh*t's expensive.

I even opened a bank account.

Do you believe that?

I've never bothered to check the calendar
to see the date,

but look at me now.

I'm so scared.

'Cause when you're on your own,
it doesn't matter,

but with a kid,

you gotta plan for the future, Juampi.

Are you saying...

You're gonna quit working for us now?

I dunno.

We'll talk later.

Everything's gonna be fine.

I love you, little man.

You're really gonna turn down
all this money, huh? f*ck you.

I wouldn't even suck your c*ck
for this amount of money.

What do you think this is, a charity?

You see all of this? Huh?

And that blow on the table over there?

What the f*ck more do you want?

- I'm giving you everything I got.
- Yo.

You likin' what you see?

That mamacita's hot, no?

Hey, kid, don't be shy.
You wanna dance with her?

You know that dancing's the way
to a woman's heart and everything else.

Go on, then.

No, she's there with someone else.

What the f*ck does that have
to do with anything?

You're the prince around here
and nobody can deny you anything.

Come on.
I wanna make this happen for you.

Hey, man, you good?

I just wanna let you know
this p*ssy's already spoken for.

Yeah, go find someone else.

You see that kid over there?

That's the patron's son.

- Oh, yeah?
- Go follow your heart

and do whatever you want.

- Sounds good to me.
- Have fun.

Let's go somewhere else, honey.

- Have a good day.
- Thank you.

I think we should sell it.

We could take the money
and run away.

You're not serious?

Steal from the patron?

The two of us could go to Miami.

See if it's just as wonderful
as Tina said.

Who knows how much our lives could change
for the better with one big,

lucky break over there?

No, Angie.

Our life is here.

Our life?

When my mother and I
were negotiating for my life,

my father's family had other priorities.
Abuela?

Why are you here?

How come they asked you to be here?

The same reason you're here.

To manage the inheritance of my son.

- We've already handed all of it over.
- Well, that's just it.

You have no right
to be handing out everything Pablo owns

while neglecting what's owed
to the rest of the family.

You and the family?

Do you have any idea
what we've been doing here?

We're begging for your grandson's life.

I'm sorry but I'm
a little confused about

the purpose of this meeting.

I thought we were here about something
more important than family squabbles.

And besides, every bit of inheritance
that belonged to my children has been used

to settle our debt.

Victoria, I wish you wouldn't confuse
the issue like this.

What you need to be doing is asking him
to spare Juan Pablo.

Well, financially speaking,

I think all of us Pepes are satisfied
with what we've been given.

You can take what's left
and do whatever you want.

Let's go.

What else can we do?

Ma, what about me?

Señores.

May I have just five minutes, please?

Everyone out.

Now.

You as well.

Yeah, it's all set
for Michael Jackson.

Yeah, he's gonna arrive that same morning.

I'm amazed, patron.

He does private parties,
a big star like that?

Unbelievable.

Yeah, no, it's his first
and only time.

I guess if you got it,
flaunt it, patron.

Who else on
the planet could snap his fingers

and get Michael Jackson here like he
was some f*cking wedding singer?

Come on, it's gonna cost me
three million to get him here,

but if he wants to get out,

the brother will have
to give me back my three million

and pay me another three million
that I'm asking for as ransom.

See, once he's done performing,
we're gonna hold him hostage.

It's a great idea, right?

I mean, what better way
to pressure los gringos

than by kidnapping
their favorite pop star?

We can build him a cell in the stables
and the f*ck can sing his little songs

and dance while living in manure
for the rest of his g*dd*mn life.

The burden that weighed on me
wasn't something that came only

from my father's enemies.

It was my father himself who made me feel
that everything I loved

or wanted was now in danger.

Your mother says
we should listen to you.

So we're listening.

Señores, there is
a reason I came here today.

And it's to tell you that I have
no intention of avenging my father.

As you already know by now...

...all I want is to leave
the country and study.

So I'm not bothering anyone.

But, uh...

...that's not something
I feel like I can do because...

Because we've already run out of all
our options searching for a way out.

It's clear to me that I have to leave
if I wanna keep on living.

We've decided to give you a chance.

We understand you're naive.

And it's better you stay that way.

Our terms...

...if we catch you doing anything
that we deem a threat,

your mother will answer for it
with her life.

Juan Pablo.

As long as you steer clear
of the drug trade...

You're good.
But you won't have any money.

We can't have you running
around wild out there,

out of our control.

We're gonna let you live.

But we're
sentencing you to a life of poverty.

Did something go wrong
on our end?

No, no.
Don't fall for that sh*t.

You really think los gringos will give him
more than 100 years in prison?

Come on.
Like anyone lives that long.

You got it, Pablo.

Listen.
Let's talk later.

We'll come up with a plan.

I don't know what's wrong with him, Pablo.

Juan Pablo?

I don't want my birthday present anymore.

Your what?

I don't want Michael Jackson coming, Papa.

What, have you lost your mind?

Have you?

It's my birthday, not yours!

I get to decide.

Juan Pablo.

I'm talking to you.

The story goes beyond
one moment in time.

It spans decades and generations.

I carried the stigma
of being Pablo Escobar's son,

but there were other children.

Those of my father's victims.

Those of my nannies.

And all of us had the painful task
of rebuilding ourselves from this tragedy.

"I think about you two
every day and every night.

"And although she doesn't know me,
she's always in my heart.

Accept this gift as a token of my love."

WE RECOGNIZE THE PROFOUND
SUFFERING OF ALL VICTIMS

OF THE ATROCITIES CARRIED OUT BY
THOSE ENGAGED IN THE DRUG TRADE.

IF YOU WISH TO LEARN MORE,

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FROM THE COLOMBIAN COMMISSION

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