01x03 - El hombre de la casa

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Violence creates more violence.

After the assassination
of Minister Lara,

no one in Colombia would know peace
for a long time.

Life as we knew it changed radically
and quickly.

The authorities declared that my father
was the main person responsible

for Lara's death,

and so they decided that all
of us as a family would relocate

to Panama for a bit,

all where he continued to build
his strategy of power and violence.

For my mother, my sister,
and me,

it was the first of many family exiles.

Everything's ready, patron.

Well, your mom and I won't
be going with you today.

It's not--now's not a good time
for us to go back.

I can't go this time, mi amor.

Your dad needs me
to stay with him.

I need you to be strong,

because you got a big mission.

You gotta look after your baby sister
'cause you're the man of the house now.

So that's your job, okay?

Bye, mi amor.

It's okay,
my little princess.

- Now get on the plane.
- Yes, sir.

Be on your best behavior.

Mama!

Mama! Mama! Mama!

Mama! Mama!

Juampi, help me out here.

Mama! Papa!



Hey, my man!

There he is! Ah!

- Yeah, good to see you, too.
- Absolutely. Welcome back, man.

So glad you're here.
Missed you.

It's good to be back.

- Hey, two sodas, please.
- Yes, sir.

Excuse me.

- Yeah?
- Can I get four beers?

In a second.

Mm.

Thank you.

Mm.

Sorry. I was thirsty.

Your mom's really happy
about your new job.

She's always inviting people over
to show them the television,

new washing machine, stereo.

But how 'bout you, Rodri?

Are you happy?

Of course, uncle.

- I'm grateful to have this job.
- Sure.

They pay all you guys well enough.

But the path that's easy
won't always be better.

Well, I get to work for the guy
who runs this city, don't I?

Besides,
I gotta look after the kid.

He needs me
and I care about him a lot.

They're saying it was Escobar who ordered
the k*lling of Minister Lara.

And if they're right,
there'll be no peace for Escobar,

and no peace for his accomplices.

You should think about leaving.

I could help you, you know.

You know what?

You should go back
to your studies right away.

Your cousin Louise has a good job
in Buenos Aires.

You could go live there.
I'm sure he'd let you.

Don't worry about me.
I can take care of myself.

Take this medal
of archangel St. Michael to protect you.

You can never be too safe.

But be careful, Rodrigo,
because just as someone can harm you,

you're always at risk
of harming somebody else.

Oh, there they are.

There they are!
I knew it.

- Hey.
- We made it!

Yeah!

We're back, you little b*tches.

My ba*ls have grown
and I am ready for anything.

Those m*therf*ckers will never manage
to keep an Escobar from this place.

That's right, Dorado.

Oh, look how patronsito has grown.

- Hah, this guy!
- Ooh, there she is.

Oh, I finally get to meet
this little princess.

Hello there.

- Come here, you.
- How adorable!

Look at this lovely little angel, huh?

You're so beautiful.

Here's the world's best older brother.

Look at you.

When'd you get so tall, huh?

Don't you dare leave me again, patronsito.

- I missed you too much.
- Okay.

Hey.

Lagaña.

Ah, patronsito!

What's up?

Welcome to Napoles.
What do you think?

Your face,
what happened to it?

El Patron made me go and get
a little plastic surgery.

Not bad.

- It's not that bad.
- Thanks.

That means a lot, buddy.

- Hey!
- Hey, come here.

Hey, hey, hey!
What are you doing?

It had been a while
since I last saw them,

but aside from the fact
that my parents weren't with me,

I was happy to be with my friends again.

Yeah, let me try some of that right there.

Don't stick your fingers on that!
Did you wash your hands?

Hey, hey.
Where's Rodri?

Oh, he's doing something important,
isn't he?

- Here.
- What is with all this noise?

The baby just fell asleep
so can you keep it down here?

Ah, yeah.

Juansito, what is this?

Abuella, I brought them home for dinner.

I'm not sure I get it.

Your father's a smart man,

so why did he hire a pack of animals
to look after you?

Well, maybe they act like animals,
but who cares?

These guys are all family to me.

Hey! Man, we're family!

- Yeah!
- We're family, abuelita.

Yeah! Join us, abuela.

Did you just--
Juan Pablo, please stop! Ay!

Guys, guys, come on.
Come on, we're trying to eat.

That tastes good! Yeah!

Don't make me-

You guys have to grow up,
all right?

That's what you get!

All right, Michael.
It's just you and me now.

We need to figure out who we
can put our trust in

and who we should round up
and feed to the crocodiles.

That's the best part.

I took my role as protector
of the ranch and my sister very seriously.

Until my father returned,

I was in charge.
There was no room for failure.

I didn't want to risk everything
he'd worked so hard to build.

I couldn't trust anything or anybody,

so I was suspicious of every single person
my nannies brought into our lives.

Hey, Juampi.

What do you think of my girlfriend?

Here, let me introduce you.

Babe, come here.

This here is my girl.

Her name is Franca.

Oh, wow.

Boy, you're the most famous guy I know.

Have you been dating a while?

A few months, patronsito.

They've been busy.

Just going at it like bunnies.

- Can't be stopped.
- Shut it.

We're not the only ones going
at it at this hacienda.

What's wrong, kid?
What's with the face?

Don't worry.
You won't miss school.

You're not gonna fall behind, either.
Don't stress.

Are you kidding?

There's no f*cking way
I'm ever going back to school.

- Ah!
- We came back here to work,

not study, but you're just
partying away with my money.

Hey, chill out, patronsito.

I promise it's all under control.

Hey Rodri, leave the kid alone.

And who invited her, anyway?

This is my house, isn't it?

Don't bring people here
without my permission.

Yeah, okay, I hear you.

But it's not polite to talk
to a woman that way.

We're at w*r!
Don't you get it?

If something happens to my little sister,
it's your fault!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Juampi!
Hey, come back here.

- Come on. Chill out.
- Juampi.

- What?
- What? What?

Hey! Put me down!

You've grown up a lot, patronsito.

I'm sure your dad's very proud of you.

What?

That's what I do when I'm, like…

Pissed off with everything.

You get it?

Try it out.

That's it.

You gotta find a way
to let it out.

Otherwise it'll build up and poison you.

By the way,
how about that girl from the party?

I never saw her again because we left.

Why don't you write her a letter?

Try to get back in touch?

Hmm?

Well?

I could write it for you.

I've gotten tons of women with my music.

I'm experienced in my handwriting.

It's pretty.
What do you think?

Beloved…

My beloved.

- What are you doing?
- What?

- "My beloved?"
- What's wrong with it?

Trust the expert, all right?

What's her name?

- Andrea.
- Andrea.

Okay, so…

You're good at drawing, right?

There's no one better than me.

I hope the gods of metal forgive me,
but the mural's going here,

and patronsito wants the records there.

We'll put a speaker there, there,
and there.

He wants a shrine to Michael Jackson
as big as it can be.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
That's bullshit.

That damn Michael Jackson
is already doing that sh*t here, too.

Just some gringo who dances
and sings and f*ck around

and he creeps me out.
No, no.

A shrine is only for saints
and for virgins.

And now it seems it's also
for Saint Michael.

- Well, what choice do we got?
- Dorado, come in, one.

- What's up?
- Dorado!

- We need you in the warehouse.
- I'll be there in a minute.

Understood.

- Just keep watching the perimeter.
- Yes, sir.

Lagaña, Tina, come with me.

Hey, man, listen.

Don't start without me 'cause you know I'm
the best painter here.

Bam, bam, bam!

Hey.

- Let's get back to work, lazy asses.
- Yeah, yeah.

Juampi was pretty angry with me,
wasn't he?

He was just pissed that
you brought your girlfriend here

with everything going on.

Hey, she's a good person.

- Eh…
- And she could be useful, you know?

Keep driving!

Do not stop or slow down!

My father's burial marked
the beginning of a new era

for my family.

We remained under protection day
and night

without being able
to move freely.

Hold onto your brother,
mi amor.

And yet, we began to deal
with new problems.

My father's enemies
were after his fortune,

and the Cali cartel had decided
to threaten us.

Don't worry.
This place is more secure.

Think about it. Where exactly
am I supposed to get the money from?

Where?

I wanna help you,
but we can't afford it right now.

I'll figure it out.

It's best if we
help each other out, patronsito.

Because there's a lot of information
that you don't want anyone to know, right?

Am I making myself clear?

I'll get back to you later.

Can you believe that f*cking son
of a b*tch?

We're out here trying not to get k*lled
and he's begging me for money.

As you can see,

I've managed to bring you
an entire feast.

Well, I didn't bring the pig since
it squealed too much,

- but apart from that--
- You really shouldn't have.

Well, in Medellín,
everyone's under the impression

that you've been deprived of food.

But those people don't need
to know the truth.

This place is real nice
for a prison.

This isn't a prison.

What do you mean?

I thought you said you were trapped.

Well, we are in a way.

Others think we're still rich,
but you know that's not true.

All the money we have left is just
to keep us from getting k*lled.

That's why it was so important
that you brought what I asked.

Do you have the rest
of the bags with you?

No, mi amor.
This is the only one.

But here.

This is what you asked for.

This can't be all of it, Nancy.

- Well, it is.
- But how?

My papa had a lot of money in the hideout.

I saw it with my own eyes.

Where's the rest of it?

That was the only thing we could find.

I'm sure Pablo's employees made
it there first and took it all.

I assumed that he'd calm down after
a few days,

but nothing seems to be working.

He's bitter, more arrogant,
more aggressive.

I know, Mama.

I promise I'm doing everything I can
to come back.

But you know how things are.

Everyone in the country is on edge.

The government, everyone.

But you need to be firm with him,
Victoria.

You need to tell him firmly

because your children
need you more than Pablo.

The guilt may just k*ll you right there.

Patroncito!
There's a letter for you!

It's from a girl named Andrea.

How did we become such
a broken nation?

Any son of a b*tch
could ruin us, couldn't they?

We even lost Panama.

Only 'cause Don Pablo
wasn't born.

If he was alive then, he would
have had Panama back in an instant.

I think we should open
a funeral home.

That'd be a great business, right?

Pure gold.
Think about it.

We're the ones in charge
of supplying bodies

for their coffins, right?

That sh*t would pay for itself,


In this country we'd all be millionaires.

Thanks to our patron, we've seen that
it doesn't matter if we come from Hell.

We can still get to Heaven.

Just do what you gotta do.

Hey! She answered back.

Ooh.

- Let me see.
- Oh.

Hey, Juampi.

Now I can introduce you two better.

This is Franca.

Franca, Juan Pablo Escobar Henao.

Juan Pablo Escobar Henao,
Franca.

Very nice to meet you.

Uh, do you mind leaving us alone?

We're about to have
a very important meeting.

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah. No worries.
She was just heading out.

All right, mi amor.

Go get your stuff and we'll head
to Medellín.

Okay.

I'll wait upstairs.

Excuse me.

Hm, okay. Come here.

We readin' this letter or what?

"Dear Juampi,

"I've also been thinking about you,

but only during the day because I have
to sleep at night."

Oh, my God.

"I hope we can see each other soon,

but my mama says I'm still too young
to be doing these things."

Well, Juampi, if love's rough with you,
be rough with love.

Prick it for pricking,
and you beat love down.

That's the worst advice I ever heard.

- Just ignore him.
- Hey, don't be ignorant.

It's a phrase in the world's
most impossible love story.

Romeo and Juliet.

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Ah, Romeo and Juliet. That's obvious.

What, did you read the book or something?

- I watched the movie, you as*h*le.
- Come on.

You have to keep reading.
What else does it say?

"Now that you're back here,

maybe your auntie can organize a trip
so we can get to know each other better."

"Kisses. Andrea."

Hey, man, you hear that?
She sent you a little kiss.

So what do I do now?

Just bang her.
You gotta hit that sh*t.

- Oh!
- Hey!

You gotta surprise her.
Romance her a little.

Like Romeo. Go to Juliet
and stand out her windo, and voila.

That's romance.

So then we can do something.
Like a serenade.

Exactly!
- You got an old soul here, huh?

You know, maybe, uh,
Kiss could have his guitar,

play a nice song,
and the rest of us sing.

Imagine how I felt
when I got that call.

Living in the middle of nowhere in the US,
not in contact with any other Colombians.

Mijo, do you remember Gustavo?

Look how big you've grown.
I can't believe it.

- Good to see you.
- Hey, man.

I'm so sorry about your father.

Gustavo's brought a message
from the Cali cartel.

I'm sorry.
They threatened me and my family.

- I had no choice.
- And what's the message?

They want a meeting.
With me alone.

Yeah, right. The last thing you're
gonna do is go and meet with them.

That's impossible.
They declared you their enemy.

Do you understand
what that means?

Remember,
it doesn't matter what you want.

If it walks like an Escobar

and talks like an Escobar,
they see an Escobar.

I know, and that's why I won't permit you
to put yourself at risk, Ma.

Do you mind giving us a second?

Ma, let me go.

It's me they wanna see.

I already know them.

They did business with your papa
and he talked to me all about them.

So I know how to deal
with them.

But when Papa was alive,
everything was different.

You won't have anyone to protect you.
They'll eat you alive.

I don't want that happening to you.

Well, you'll just have
to trust your mama, mi amor.

Because I'm going to Cali.

It's our only option and we need
to figure out what to do

because the government can't find out.

And how are we gonna do that?

- Morning.
- Good morning.

Morning.

- Welcome.
- It's good to meet you.

- This way, please.
- Yeah.

.

Sometimes I wonder what
would have become of me

if I hadn't had the support
of the brave women who surrounded me.

In that moment of uncertainty and fear,

the only thing that kept us alive
was my mother's courage

and willingness to stand face-to-face
with the most powerful men in the country.

The same men who wanted to k*ll us.

Hey!
No, no, no, no.

- Look at this g*dd*mn work of art, man.
- Oh, man, yeah.

- We're the best at no matter what we do.
- Hey, turns out you're an artist.

- Hey Juampi, what do you think about it?
- You seein' this masterpiece, baby?

Oh, yeah.
Yo, what do you think?

This is some gallery-level sh*t
right here. I'm trying to tell you.

Michael Jackson himself
would love it.

You like it, patronsito?

- Dorado! Dorado! It's a raid!
- What?

The hideout. The hideout, the hideout!
The cops are coming!

- Go, go, go.
- Meet us in the hideout.

Hurry your a*s.
Don't panic.

Let's go, go, go!
Come on!

Hey, hey, Hey.
Hey, let's go.

Let's go. What?

- Let's go!
- Hey.

Wake up. Let's go.

Don't move! Freeze!

The hunt started
to become increasingly real

as did the idea that I wasn't going
to be able to protect my family.

There's no way to protect
the kids from in here.

- We should have brought them with us.
- Shut up.

Don't worry.
The kids will be fine.

They should probably get used to this.

- Get down! Get down!
- Freeze! Hands in the air, now!

Don't move!

Now, stop!

Hands where I can see 'em!
Don't move another inch!

- Hold it right there!
- Hands up. Hands up.

Hands up, up!

- Everyone's talking about us.
- Hands up!

We should k*ll those sons of b*tches.

Yeah, let's take them down.

If I'm dyin' today,
that's how I'm dyin'.

- Hands where I can see them!
- On the ground. On the ground!

Keep your hands up!
Get down!

- Police! Freeze!
- Show me your hands!

What do you think happens after we die?

I dunno.

Nothin', I hope.

This life was hard enough.
I wouldn't wanna live another.

What are you saying?

You lived like a spoiled prince here
in Nápoles.

And you have the hottest girlfriend ever.

That so bad?

All thanks to the patron.

Before I moved to this country…

Things were hard for my family.

We were at w*r then, too.

With poverty.

We lost to it every day.

We're all soldiers here,
not philosophers.

They messed the place up pretty bad.

But don't worry.
They're gone.

Did they find you?

No, no, no.
We're all good.

Are you?

Hey, you know, you can tell me
if those guys freaked you out.

I mean, even I got scared.

But I'm the one in charge now.

I can't be scared.

Well, I'm in charge of you.

Speaking of which,
I wanted to tell you…

I was talkin' to El Dorado

and we may need to wait
to do the serenade for a bit.

Right now things are kinda heated.

No. I said we were gonna do it,
so we will.

Okay, patron.
We'll make it happen.

They'll let us in soon.

Be honest with me.

Was it worth it?

Living on the edge knowing that you
could die at any moment?

Gaining power?

Making money?

It's just who I am.

It's the only life that I know.

Even thought Pablo was m*rder*d,
we still won't be able to rest.

We're branded like cattle.

And once you're branded,
you'll never know peace.

Just her alone.

No f*cking way
I'll let her go alone.

I can do this.

Trust me.

Look out, look out, look out!

sh*t!
It's the guys from Cali!

Get the kid!
Get down! Get down!

- You gotta take cover!
- Get down, Juampi!

f*ck!

Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm.

Get the f*ck down!

Just stay calm.

b*stards!

Rodri! Take care of the kid!

I've got you, Juampi.

Come on! Come on!

Let's go!

No! No!

Don't move, son of a b*tch!

- Take the kid! Go, go!
- Hey, what happened?

- What happened? What the f*ck's going on?
- Rodri!

Hey, come on, let's go.
You gotta go.

Rodri!

Don't move a muscle.

Rodri, please.
I had no choice.

Please, Rodri.
Please don't.

You f*cking b*tch.

Please d…

Ever since I was little,
I could sense danger.

Rodri!

I would have preferred
to grow up in a world

where trusting others was a value.

- But from an early age…
- Rodrigo!

My father had taught me
that anybody outside of our circle

had the ability to betray us,

and unfortunately,
that was true.

Have a seat.

Victoria, you can relax.

If all of us here
were evil sons of b*tches,

like your husband was…

You and your children
would already be dead.

Here's why we agreed to meet with you.

We overheard the phone calls that you had
with Pablo Escobar.

You wanted peace.
To settle things amicably.

That was good.

Señores.

This w*r is over.

I'm sitting here now because I want
to reach an agreement with you…

To save mine
and my children's lives.

You don't make requests.
You don't have any power.

Now, we spent a lot
of money on the w*r against your husband.

Look around you.
We all want a piece.

That son
of a b*tch k*lled two of my brothers.

What's that worth?
You tell me.

Not to mention what I had
to spend to find them.

They kidnapped me.

I had to pay more than $2 million
and hand over some properties

to get them to release me.

He set my ranch on fire.

And he wanted to kidnap me.

I had to leave Colombia for two years.

Let me ask you something.

Tell me.

How can someone like you show love
to that animal unconditionally?

Señores, please remember why
I'm here today.

I need us to reach some type of agreement.

I am willing
to pay whatever I have to pay.

The only thing I want is to live
in peace with my children.

We also want to make peace
wherever we can.

Except for one thing.

The boy.

He has to die.

We cannot allow Colombia to inherit
a tyrant like Pablo Escobar.

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