El marginal (2016–…): Season 2, Episode 1 - Episode #2.1 - full transcript
Before Pastor Peña came to San Onofre,the Borges came first trying to adapt their new lifes in prison.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
Guys, the shantytown is on fire!
The shantytown is on fire!
It's on fire! It's on fire!
It's on fire!
While the inmates' families are arriving,
desperate to receive news
about their loved ones,
we still have no official information
about what is happening
in the San Onofre courtyard.
Be careful!
Do we have a casualty list?
-Help him! Help him!
-Help him!
Save him! Save him!
Save him!
They'll save him, Mario.
I made it, didn't I?
God will have to wait.
We can see that something is going on.
Please, if the cameras could follow me.
Let me go, motherfucker!
It is known that before the fire started,
several shots were heard.
We hope that the horrible events
that took place in this prison
three years ago,
the so-called Pigeon Riots,
will not repeat themselves.
THREE YEARS AGO...
SIERRA GRANDE MODEL PRISON
-Come on, come on, come on.
-No.
-No.
-Let's go.
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
Watch who you choose.
-Come on, Alberto!
-Let's go! Come on!
Come, come, come, come, come.
This one is an idiot.
-Here, dude!
-Come, come on, come on, Mario.
Better luck next time.
Suck my dick.
Great, dude!
Go, go dance in the theater, faggot.
All right, Mario, titan.
Let's go! We'd better win. Let's go!
Let's go! Come on! Let's go!
Come here!
You're in trouble, Mario.
Come on!
Wait, wait, stop.
-Are you okay, Mario?
-It hurts, right here.
We're kicking these assholes' asses.
Are you okay, Mario? Are you okay?
Call the nurse.
Doctor! Doctor, man!
Out! Out!
No! What happened, Marito?
Back off! Back off! Everybody back off!
Between 45 and 55 years old.
Name, Mario Borges.
Steady breaths. Steady breaths.
That's it.
Here they come, God!
Here they come!
Come on! Come on! Come on!
Come on.
Thank you, God!
-Come on! Come on!
-Let's go! Go, go!
-Come on.
-Stop! Wait, wait!
Wait, he's a friend.
You have to pay him.
-Mario, are you okay?
-Yes.
-Asshole.
-Son of a bitch.
-Let's go.
-Come on, Marito.
Thanks for taking care of my brother, man.
-It's cool, dude.
-If you say shit, I'll come for you.
Come on, guys! Watch our back, man!
-Come on! Come on!
-Let's go, Mario. Let's go!
Let's go.
I don't know if I'm happier
because I broke out...
-He can't even speak.
-...or because we won the match.
Come on, Marito. You already told us.
-One play was awesome.
-Go on.
There was a foul, I don't know.
They are going to fight and I say,
"Hey, hey, hey, hey,
stop, stop, stop, stop.
We're here to play soccer, not to box."
I picked up the ball and I said,
"And that was a foul.
Bam, score, inside. To score!"
You already told it, Marito. Come on.
Stop bullshitting!
But, at least, in this match
nobody died.
-At least.
-Yes.
There was fair play.
Do you care for me?
Yes.
And do you love me?
Yes, I love you.
It's not the same.
Yes.
Mami, I wanna make a baby with you.
You liked it.
We're here to play soccer, not to box.
What's going on?
Tell me the truth. Did you kill someone?
-No.
-Tell me the truth.
I'm telling you the truth, girl.
I didn't kill anyone.
Diosito went on a pizza run?
No, Diosito is in the back with Mecha
and I don't want you to bother him.
Just so you know.
-He's still dating that girl?
-Yes. Yes.
-Is he stupid?
-Why?
-Because she's bad for him.
-No. You're so annoying.
She will lead him astray, babe.
Go get the whiskey.
You're a pain in the ass.
-Go, there's the pizza. Go.
-I'm going, I'm going.
Move it, fatso. Go.
Tell me where the whiskey is.
Hey!
The pizza is here!
Let's go look for the whiskey.
Where is the whiskey?
Where is the whiskey?
Where is the whiskey?
Where is the whiskey?
Here's the whiskey.
What a whiskey!
Hey, the pizza is getting cold.
It's a pity!
Come eat while it's hot. It's tastier.
This one is hot enough.
There are ham and cheese pastries for you.
I don't like ham and cheese pastries.
Move.
What's wrong? Stop!
There's a gun here.
Stop it because I will shoot you!
Stay there!
Drop the gun!
Police! Drop the gun!
Calm down!
Stay down.
And they won't stop beating him,
Your Honor.
The few belongings he had
when he entered the prison
were all stolen.
And they targeted him.
The prison release was denied.
He spent a week sleeping outdoors,
surrounded by the most dangerous inmates.
His face is eloquent. There's no need
to add anything, Your Honor.
All right.
My secretary will file your complaint
for assault and battery.
Actually,
that is the prison
authorities' responsibility.
Patricio...
tell me the truth.
I will not file a complaint.
There's nothing to complain about.
Turn on the AC, you son of a bitch.
Anything else you'd like?
Can I get you a coffee, Marito?
They obviously screwed us.
It's crystal clear.
They fucked us good.
There are two sons of bitches
that I can't get out of my mind.
The nurse is one.
-I paid him, Mario.
-You paid him, so what?
If he's a son of a bitch,
he's a son of a bitch.
The other one is the goalkeeper.
That fat faggot.
I call him "shitcan."
What the fuck do I care?
Did you see the attitude he had
on the field? Son of a bitch.
But it was so easy! God damn it!
That's okay, Mario. Stop it, man!
Stop complaining, brother!
Stop complaining, man!
We're barely inside
and you're going crazy. Just imagine.
Why don't you stop?
You're good at pretending
with your girlfriend, dumbass.
-What about my girlfriend, motherfucker?
-Yes.
-What about my girlfriend, fat-ass?
-Yes.
You talking shit?
Motherfucker.
See, he gets bored
and he starts talking shit.
Motherfucker.
And what happened to you, man?
Where are your clothes?
Don't you have clothes?
I went to see the judge.
And the inmates hit you there?
And, well, what can you do?
That's the way it is.
You can hang with us.
My brother is a pretty big deal.
Stop talking shit.
It's true, Marito. Don't chicken out.
I'm Diosito.
Call me Diosito.
Patricio.
This is the Ninja.
He's Barny.
He's the strongest one,
if there's trouble.
This is Marito, the leader of the gang.
Sometimes, he is a jerk. Only when
you first meet him. Then, he gets over it.
And then, this guy over here,
I don't know if he's in prison
because he murdered his tailor or...
What's your name, dude?
They're talking to you.
Sorry, I didn't hear you.
Is it you?
It's me, guys.
What can you do?
It's Quique the Cuis.
How I danced to you with my missus.
The night is over, the party is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
Okay. It's over. It's over.
It's over. Okay. Stop.
You're an asshole, Cuis! How much
have you fucked listening to that song?
They're playing it everywhere.
I'm fed up with it!
Who knew, Marito?
The Cuis is inside.
Why don't you suck my dick?
You and the Cuis.
He only released one hit
and you want me to build
a monument to that stupid guy?
Well, Marito.
He's going to release another one.
It must not be easy
to release a song like that, man.
The night is over, the party is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
SAN ONOFRE PRISON
The ones that are coming back,
go through the metal detectors
and then straight to the back.
Let's go.
Bye, friend.
Anything you need, let me know.
Next one. Come on.
-How's it going, Capece?
-Fine, boss.
Mario Borges.
I see. A hero.
Welcome.
Always with his little,
buck-toothed brother.
You know, Capece, now that I see them...
Separated, the Borgeses are boring.
They're great together,
like peanut butter and jelly.
Peanut butter and jelly.
I'm sorry, you're allergic to nuts, right?
Like balls, you see?
In order to separate them,
you have to blow them.
I see.
Mario Borges.
Pray.
Beg that you don't have
a real heart attack in here
because I will leave you to die
like the son of a bitch
that you have always been.
You will writhe in pain.
You will fucking die.
Wow!
Quique the Cuis.
Give me a hug, man.
What are you doing, boy?
Quique. Quic?n. A beast.
Take a photo.
-Can I ask you something?
-Yes.
I wanted to know if it's possible
to go somewhere--
Speak up, because I can't understand shit!
I wanted to know because
they talked about the possibility
for a VIP... Somewhere
a little bit more comfortable for...
Five stars?
Come here, come here, come here.
Take your stuff and come here.
Come on.
Everything here is five stars, boy.
Come in. I'll show you.
Bye.
-See you.
-See you, boss.
You don't have to be afraid of them.
You must blend in.
A good pat down for the new ones, guys.
There he is, the cocksucker.
And you wanted to hang with him.
Marito, he's a sucker.
He's scared.
His last record was shit.
End of the trip.
This neighborhood reminds me
of my childhood.
It's only missing my father.
You remember?
No.
How could you remember?
What?
Are you going to throw me in the yard?
There's no place in the cell blocks.
How much is it for a bunk inside?
There's no place inside. Understood?
They don't charge in San Onofre?
Aren't you guys straight?
Straight as an arrow, these guys.
Hey, Marito, this looks like a shantytown.
It is a shantytown.
Stop.
Hey, how could they let him
bring a kid, man?
Here, kid. I'll get you home, come here.
Guard! Guard!
Man, let him go. He's my cousin.
-Easy.
-What's happening?
Let him go! What's happening?
If he's your cousin,
take him to a safer place, man.
Why do you have him here?
What are you looking at?
Do I look odd to you?
-Idiot, what's wrong with you?
-Easy, man.
What are you looking at, asshole?
Do I look odd, man?
-Excuse me, sir. My mistake.
-Fuck your apologies.
Next time, look down.
Let's go, Pedrito. Let's go.
Let's go, Pedrito.
I'm going to give you some advice
in case they separate us.
Fight, because if you don't,
they will fuck you up.
I thought he was a kid, Marito.
What kid? He's a vampire.
Instead of sucking the blood here,
he sucks it from the balls.
Didn't he look like a kid, Barny?
-He looks like that but he's not.
-Fuck if I know.
Yes, I know.
Don't look now,
but it looks like one of
Toad Quiroga's girlfriends is up there.
Don't look, dumbass.
I'm telling you don't look up.
Who is the Toad, Marito?
The badass that is
in charge of everything.
More badass than you?
Truck hijacking,
kidnapping...
He has no moral compass.
He's a son of a bitch.
He would kill his own mother
and then fuck her.
Hey, whose is this?
That's rented.
Is it? I don't see the owner here, man.
He's not here.
Well, when the owner arrives,
you tell him to come talk to me.
Dude. What are you doing, man?
-Everything all right, buddy?
-Everything's fine.
It seems that we're neighbors.
Hi.
Hi, my beautiful baby. Give me a kiss.
What's wrong? Is she pissed off?
What's wrong with her?
Later, you will come with me.
-Take care of her for me, Fiorella.
-Yes, Toad. Yes.
Did you see the two new guys in the yard?
They are the Borges brothers.
Borges brothers.
The older one was
the Don at Sierra Grande.
Watch him.
He'll try to square up.
There's nothing to worry about. 13/8.
And you don't have to worry
about the other one.
-Why?
-He's already dead.
What did they do?
He escaped from Sierra Grande
with his little brother
and they smoked a few pigs.
And he got himself caught.
But there's no problem.
They'll have to pay tonight
for the escape and the deaths.
Don't worry.
Guys, we're going to start.
-Go.
-Very well, dude.
How's it going?
Anxious, aren't we?
Morcilla.
Take this. Write down 150 for the boss.
That cheapskate.
Look, Morci.
Morci, it's the Cuis. The Cuis.
Let's go!
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
The weekend is coming
You're my bad habit, my sin
Even though you run away like a cat
I look for you everywhere
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata...
That's enough!
Hey, I heard on the news
that they caught you.
Fuck. That's fucked up.
First time on the inside?
First time, yes. My first time.
Your first time...
Well, don't worry about it.
We're going to take care
of you here, you know?
Thank you so much.
We're going to take care of him, guys.
Isn't that right?
-Yes. We're going to take care of him.
-We're going to take care of him.
We must spoil him.
Because he's happiness, am I clear?
Thanks. Thank you.
-Eat, eat. Eat something.
-No. No. No.
Eat, eat, eat, eat.
-I'm fine.
-Eat, fuck! Eat.
Thank you so much.
Well, let's start with this.
Ladies and gentlemen,
how is everyone doing tonight?
From San Onofre,
we bring you the title fight.
Hey, stop it. Stop it. Stop it.
Our fighters today,
hailing from the Eastern Republic
of Uruguay,
undefeated champion,
serving a life sentence
for multiple murders,
Yamand? Yam?,
the Uruguayan!
Well done!
Come on!
The challenger, with a 16-year sentence,
from the bowels of the Maciel Island,
C?sar "El Baby" P?rez.
ANYTHING GOES
ONE ROUND ONLY
Kill him!
-Kill him!
-Hit! Hit him! Hit!
Kill him!
What's wrong with the guy, Capece?
He's not getting up.
He looks pretty bad.
It seems like he's dead.
They're coming with the stretcher.
What do you mean that he's dead? Fuck!
Well, see you in the infirmary.
Don't forget to collect my winnings.
Very well. Go ahead.
Go ahead.
Let me see, girl.
I'm Emma Molinari.
I'm here for the Social Service office.
-Come in, please.
-Thank you.
Next.
I spent three months in Unit 58.
That was a very different penitentiary,
with an open regime.
I knew someone there.
A Nu?ez. Do you know him?
To tell you the truth,
I did not know all the officers.
Well, you didn't miss much.
The guards here are much prettier,
aren't they?
Do you know that if I were your boyfriend,
I would never let you work here?
I would get jealous.
Unless you don't have a boyfriend.
Why do you care?
-No, well--
-Hey, you jerk-off.
Leave her alone.
Be careful with them. They are worse
than the ones on the inside.
They would riot over a piece of ass.
What's up? Rita.
-Emma. Nice to meet you.
-Welcome to San Onofre.
Thanks.
Go ahead.
Look at her!
Well, you can settle in there.
-Good morning.
-Welcome to San Onofre. Here.
I'm like the inmates.
Counting the days until I retire.
Yes. Laugh it up.
We'll see in a few years.
-I'll show you around.
-Sure.
This looks like fun.
Hit it hard!
Fancy boys' games, but it's fun.
Hey, what do you think
he did to land in here?
He doesn't look like a thief.
It looks like he's scared, poor thing.
He must be a con man.
Something stupid like that.
Typical of a fancy boy
with two last names.
What? What's his last name?
Juan Pecker de Pueyrred?n.
I don't know, dumbass.
Then how do you know
he has two last names?
Well, look at his face. He looks like
he has two or three last names.
He looks normal to me.
Let me see. Let's see.
Hey, dude.
What's your last name?
Salgado.
Salgado what?
Just... Salgado.
Only Salgado.
So, you don't have two last names.
See, Marito? He doesn't have
two last names. Asshole.
You smelled wrong.
What do you expect me to smell?
This yard stinks like shit and filth.
Don't be a downer, Marito.
This is like going camping.
This is the tent.
These crooks are like the animals
that wander around in the woods.
Or the insects
that get inside the tent at night.
Stop talking shit.
Gotta close the tent tight
before going to sleep.
What a dumbass.
Let's go!
Would you please cut the crap?
-Hear me out. That's it.
-Move your asses, motherfuckers.
Move it, you dirty fucks.
What? Is the match over?
How did it go?
What are you looking at?
Ugly faggot. Asshole.
Who is this asshole?
Hi, gorgeous.
Okay.
What's up?
So, the new guys found a hovel.
Well, it's 400 pesos each, guys.
Do you want mattresses?
The visitors are here, guys.
With whom do I have
the pleasure of speaking?
-It doesn't matter.
-Morcilla.
Like a blood sausage?
Savory? Sweet?
What was it?
Last name on your mother's side?
Stop it, asshole.
Well, do you want the mattresses or not?
Depends on how much they cost.
Okay, 300, and I'll throw in
the tarp for the roof.
What? 300? You're killing me!
-Really, 300?
-It's too much. Isn't it?
Okay, 600 for everything,
and that's my last offer. Deal?
-How about 450?
-500. Done and done.
And inside?
No can do. We're full up inside.
That's what the guard said.
Ain't that a bitch, motherfucker.
This is just like
in Sierra Grande, Borges.
Do I know you?
Not yet.
Wow!
They told me they had
some heavyweights in San Onofre.
Well, you start collecting money.
I'll get you the mattresses.
You pay him. We cool?
-Okay, 400.
-Fiorella.
Stop. Don't offer anything.
They can't stay there.
That is Oaky's place.
Look, Oaky can suck my dick.
I call the shots around here.
Besides, Oaky is in the hospital
and he will be there for a while.
All right?
Whatever you say,
but that is Oaky's place.
Are you deaf and stupid, too?
I'm telling you, Oaky can suck my dick
and I call the shots.
I'm gonna build a fire with Oaky's books.
-You shut the fuck up.
-What's wrong with you, asshole?
-Dickhead.
-Fuck off.
What are you looking at, asshole?
-Sorry, sir.
-Sorry my dick.
And you?
You going to settle your debt,
or did you get robbed again?
Poor sucker got the mini-tent.
We could help him, right?
The guys from Sarand? want to fuck him.
So, the guys want to fuck you.
I like it that you care for him, Fiore.
I'll tell you what. You know that we don't
provide personal protection, right?
My advice is to go with the flow in here.
Let things follow their natural course.
You could even end up enjoying it.
You filthy fuckers!
How the hell can you live in this yard?
Here, daddy. Defend yourself.
I can't do anything else for you.
You better grab it, man.
An ass is going to bleed.
It's better if it's not yours.
See, Acu?ita, my dearie,
you piece of shit?
Yes.
Can you see in the photo,
it has a folding door?
Look. That's not what you've done.
That is a sliding door. Sliding door.
But the sliding door looks so much better.
What the fuck do I care?
I asked you for a folding door.
I don't want a sliding door.
Neither does my wife.
Besides, the measurements are wrong.
-No, the measurements cannot be wrong.
-The measurements are shit. It's ugly.
No, sir. I think it's fine.
What do you want? Wanna bet? Fuck!
Look.
Does it stick out or not?
But you said it's for your wife.
I thought women's shoe size was 37, 38--
But my wife wears a 42. Just like me.
The only thing we have in common.
-All right.
-Of course.
Make it bigger. Do as I tell you.
If not, I'll zap your balls
with a cattle prod, asshole.
All right.
Start it now.
Fuck, man.
Can you imagine, Capece, if I went home
with this shoe rack and I told my wife,
"Look, we built it extra large
'cause you have manly feet"?
She'd neuter me.
-Here, boss.
-Great.
-The Uruguayan didn't make it.
-Fuck.
I'm maxing out on my deaths quota.
I need to have three fewer deaths
this year than last.
Here's the carpenter's workshop.
Here's Ant?n.
Here, let me introduce you
to the new social assistant,
Ms. Molinari.
-Ms. Molinari.
-Nice to meet you, Emma.
What's up, Molinari?
How's it going?
Fine. Here, getting a grand tour.
Did Ms. Molinari take part
in the group established
by Chief Gar?falo?
I don't know. I don't know.
-Excuse me?
-I'm honestly curious.
What I want to know is what you think.
If you want to turn San Onofre
into a kindergarten
or a prison facility for dangerous men.
My plan is not to turn it
into a kindergarten.
It is to improve
the living conditions for inmates.
And I don't have any relationship
with the Head of Prisons.
I started there three years before.
-How about that?
-How about it?
Very well. Then welcome, Molinari.
-Thank you.
-Excuse me.
Go ahead.
Beautiful.
-And it's not harassment.
-Ant?n.
He's another jerk-off.
He's the king of jerk-offs.
This must be the place with the most
jerk-offs per square foot in the world.
I swear.
Okay, follow me. I'll show you the yard.
The best for last.
At least, there's some fresh air.
It's covered in piss,
but you can breathe a bit.
I can't find you
I'm already desperate
You're really savage
The booze is making me dizzy
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
Well, very well done. Very good.
Thanks for singing for our cell.
Of course. A pleasure.
I see you're doing fine.
You have everything.
It's like a hotel in here.
Come in. Sit down.
Thank you. You know that...
I've sung everywhere, you know.
Not all-out like the last time,
because I don't... Now, you see?
When I started, most of all,
such places... Much worse than this one.
So much worse. By far.
Of course. I can imagine.
Well, cheers.
A toast to our new friend.
Thanks. Cheers.
Cheers. Cheers.
Hey, you've got to look people in the eye
when you toast.
Cheers.
Sorry, Toad. I didn't realize it.
Toad, isn't it? Just that?
Toad and nothing else?
Just Toad?
You know, Toad...
Once I was in Panama...
Because when I was in Panama...
Well, with "Crocante," especially,
when "Crocante" was a hit...
In South America in general,
but in Panama, they love me.
I was in the dressing room
of the casino where I performed,
and two guys came in
who looked just like you.
Genetics are amazing. It's incredible.
Isn't it? Like yourself...
One is over there
and the other one over here.
Like me how?
-How?
-Big-boned.
No.
Differently abled.
Like that.
Your body language reminded me of them.
Come here.
Do you mean obese?
No.
No, no, no, no.
You said obese.
-You said...
-No.
It got dark really fucking fast.
When the night is darkest,
day dawns in your heart.
Just like El Indio says.
That's gross, Marito.
What did you eat?
Look, the sky is so pretty.
Better than at home.
This isn't so bad after all.
I thought it was going to be worse.
You have to be careful, though.
Yes, you also have to be careful
in the streets.
Let's go, dude.
We have to do business.
Like in the street.
You fuck or you get fucked.
I fuck him first because I'm the boss.
All right?
I don't want to fuck anyone here.
There's no third option, asshole.
You fuck or get fucked.
The problem is when you want
to fuck someone,
but he doesn't want to get fucked.
Then there's trouble.
Grab him. Turn him around!
Let me go, motherfucker! Let me go!
Let me go!
What's going on there, Marito?
Hold him. Hold him.
Look what he's got, the faggot.
Look how gruff she is.
There it is. There it is. There it is.
Take his pants off.
Pull his pants down. Come on.
Marito, the guards are coming.
Negro, the smurfs, man.
Someone gave us away. Let's go.
The fight is that way.
Why are you aiming at me?
There, I told you.
Shut the fuck up.
The neighbors made the complaint.
We've got nothing to do with it.
Why are you looking me like that, boss?
Do we know each other?
No, well...
My bad. You see...
You all look alike.
You always dress the same.
Motherfucker! What are you doing, asshole?
That's for fucking with us,
you piece of shit!
Stop talking.
Let him go, motherfucker! Let him go!
Let my brother go, you bitch!
-Stop it! Stop it, fuck!
-Marito!
-Let him go, fuck!
-Let me go, motherfucker!
Let him go!
Don't touch him, son of a bitch.
Let him go!
Let him go, motherfucker!
Let him go, faggot!
Get out, faggot!
Let me go, motherfucker! Get out!
Marito! Marito! Are you okay?
Marito!
It's over, man. It's over. Please.
You are such an idiot. Such an idiot.
You can't be that stupid.
You fucked up good. I invited you to sing.
To my cell.
You came in, greeted everyone.
Very friendly.
You told us that you sang
for a lot of people.
A lot, a lot of people!
More than that.
And that you've sung
in places worse than this one.
Fuck! Worse than this one, you said?
I didn't mean to say that.
No, dude. And I let it slide.
You know that I did.
I let it slide.
No. Stop, stop. Please, not again.
-Music.
-Stop. Stop.
You're really savage
Stop.
The booze is making me dizzy
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
No!
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
Then, we shared a toast.
And you didn't look me in the eyes.
That's not okay.
You have to look into the eyes.
When you toast, you make eye contact.
-I did!
-You didn't look me in the eyes.
-Toad, I looked!
-No! You didn't.
You fucked up, and I let it slide.
Music.
You're really savage
No!
The booze is making me dizzy
The party is over, the night...
Then, you said...
you met a fucking pickpocket,
there in Corrientes...
that was like me.
Like me how?
Like that, big. Big like you. That's all.
No. No, no, no, no.
You didn't say big. You said...
obese. Didn't he say obese?
-He called you a fat-ass.
-Don't stoke the fire, bitch!
You said big, asshole.
I only said that I met heavy people, too.
No!
You said obese.
-I didn't say obese.
-You said obese.
-No. No, I didn't.
-You fucked up with me.
You disrespected me since you arrived.
And I won't let this one slide.
-I didn't say obese.
-Yes.
Who are you? Are you Tony Fantastic?
Dani Earthquake?
You're a piece of shit.
I'm sorry, Toad.
Starting tomorrow,
you're going to stand in that corner
and you're going to sing your songs.
Your songs are nice. They're fun.
I'm going to turn you on, click,
and you're going to sing.
And I'm going to turn you off, click,
and you're going to stop.
Get him out of here. Get out.
Get him out. Right now.
-Are you all right?
-What do you think, dipshit?
Bring water. Go to the fridge.
Go on. Move it. Bring water.
There it is. Breathe. Breathe.
Water's coming.
Come on. Come on.
Wake up, Mario. Mario.
-Marito.
-Marito, wake up. Marito.
Marito. Barny, call a doctor.
Come on, man.
-Move him to the side.
-Wake up, Mario. Come on.
Call a doctor.
Barny, you motherfucker. Move it.
-Going.
-Go and get a doctor!
I'm telling you! Motherfuckers!
Mario, wake up. Come on.
Marito, wake up. Call a doctor!
Call the infirmary!
-Asshole!
-Call a doctor!
-Son of a bitch, I'm going to kill you!
-They are leaving him to die.
-I told you he needs help.
-Call a doctor!
Marito. Come on. Wake up.
Wake up, Marito.
Marito.
Marito, snap out of it!
Come on. Motherfucker. Mario.
Asshole! Fucker!
You killed him! You killed him!
I am a doctor. Let me through.
Move. Move. Move.
-Mario, wake up.
-Listen to me.
Look at me. When I tell you,
you give him mouth-to-mouth.
You pull his head back, grab his nose,
open his mouth and blow.
I'll count to ten.
You blow two times inside.
-Come on. Yes.
-Okay?
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Go.
Two. Two times. Once more.
Two times. Go.
Come on, come on, come on. Go!
Move. Come on.
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Marito, come on, man. Motherfucker!
Come on, come on, come on. Go.
Once more. Quickly.
Goalkeeper. Goalkeeper.
It's over, Marito. It's over.
It's over, Marito.
EL MARGINAL IS A FICTIONAL SHOW.
ANY RESEMBLANCE TO EXISTING
EVENTS, CHARACTERS, NAMES
AND/OR CIRCUMSTANCES
IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.
Guys, the shantytown is on fire!
The shantytown is on fire!
It's on fire! It's on fire!
It's on fire!
While the inmates' families are arriving,
desperate to receive news
about their loved ones,
we still have no official information
about what is happening
in the San Onofre courtyard.
Be careful!
Do we have a casualty list?
-Help him! Help him!
-Help him!
Save him! Save him!
Save him!
They'll save him, Mario.
I made it, didn't I?
God will have to wait.
We can see that something is going on.
Please, if the cameras could follow me.
Let me go, motherfucker!
It is known that before the fire started,
several shots were heard.
We hope that the horrible events
that took place in this prison
three years ago,
the so-called Pigeon Riots,
will not repeat themselves.
THREE YEARS AGO...
SIERRA GRANDE MODEL PRISON
-Come on, come on, come on.
-No.
-No.
-Let's go.
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
Watch who you choose.
-Come on, Alberto!
-Let's go! Come on!
Come, come, come, come, come.
This one is an idiot.
-Here, dude!
-Come, come on, come on, Mario.
Better luck next time.
Suck my dick.
Great, dude!
Go, go dance in the theater, faggot.
All right, Mario, titan.
Let's go! We'd better win. Let's go!
Let's go! Come on! Let's go!
Come here!
You're in trouble, Mario.
Come on!
Wait, wait, stop.
-Are you okay, Mario?
-It hurts, right here.
We're kicking these assholes' asses.
Are you okay, Mario? Are you okay?
Call the nurse.
Doctor! Doctor, man!
Out! Out!
No! What happened, Marito?
Back off! Back off! Everybody back off!
Between 45 and 55 years old.
Name, Mario Borges.
Steady breaths. Steady breaths.
That's it.
Here they come, God!
Here they come!
Come on! Come on! Come on!
Come on.
Thank you, God!
-Come on! Come on!
-Let's go! Go, go!
-Come on.
-Stop! Wait, wait!
Wait, he's a friend.
You have to pay him.
-Mario, are you okay?
-Yes.
-Asshole.
-Son of a bitch.
-Let's go.
-Come on, Marito.
Thanks for taking care of my brother, man.
-It's cool, dude.
-If you say shit, I'll come for you.
Come on, guys! Watch our back, man!
-Come on! Come on!
-Let's go, Mario. Let's go!
Let's go.
I don't know if I'm happier
because I broke out...
-He can't even speak.
-...or because we won the match.
Come on, Marito. You already told us.
-One play was awesome.
-Go on.
There was a foul, I don't know.
They are going to fight and I say,
"Hey, hey, hey, hey,
stop, stop, stop, stop.
We're here to play soccer, not to box."
I picked up the ball and I said,
"And that was a foul.
Bam, score, inside. To score!"
You already told it, Marito. Come on.
Stop bullshitting!
But, at least, in this match
nobody died.
-At least.
-Yes.
There was fair play.
Do you care for me?
Yes.
And do you love me?
Yes, I love you.
It's not the same.
Yes.
Mami, I wanna make a baby with you.
You liked it.
We're here to play soccer, not to box.
What's going on?
Tell me the truth. Did you kill someone?
-No.
-Tell me the truth.
I'm telling you the truth, girl.
I didn't kill anyone.
Diosito went on a pizza run?
No, Diosito is in the back with Mecha
and I don't want you to bother him.
Just so you know.
-He's still dating that girl?
-Yes. Yes.
-Is he stupid?
-Why?
-Because she's bad for him.
-No. You're so annoying.
She will lead him astray, babe.
Go get the whiskey.
You're a pain in the ass.
-Go, there's the pizza. Go.
-I'm going, I'm going.
Move it, fatso. Go.
Tell me where the whiskey is.
Hey!
The pizza is here!
Let's go look for the whiskey.
Where is the whiskey?
Where is the whiskey?
Where is the whiskey?
Where is the whiskey?
Here's the whiskey.
What a whiskey!
Hey, the pizza is getting cold.
It's a pity!
Come eat while it's hot. It's tastier.
This one is hot enough.
There are ham and cheese pastries for you.
I don't like ham and cheese pastries.
Move.
What's wrong? Stop!
There's a gun here.
Stop it because I will shoot you!
Stay there!
Drop the gun!
Police! Drop the gun!
Calm down!
Stay down.
And they won't stop beating him,
Your Honor.
The few belongings he had
when he entered the prison
were all stolen.
And they targeted him.
The prison release was denied.
He spent a week sleeping outdoors,
surrounded by the most dangerous inmates.
His face is eloquent. There's no need
to add anything, Your Honor.
All right.
My secretary will file your complaint
for assault and battery.
Actually,
that is the prison
authorities' responsibility.
Patricio...
tell me the truth.
I will not file a complaint.
There's nothing to complain about.
Turn on the AC, you son of a bitch.
Anything else you'd like?
Can I get you a coffee, Marito?
They obviously screwed us.
It's crystal clear.
They fucked us good.
There are two sons of bitches
that I can't get out of my mind.
The nurse is one.
-I paid him, Mario.
-You paid him, so what?
If he's a son of a bitch,
he's a son of a bitch.
The other one is the goalkeeper.
That fat faggot.
I call him "shitcan."
What the fuck do I care?
Did you see the attitude he had
on the field? Son of a bitch.
But it was so easy! God damn it!
That's okay, Mario. Stop it, man!
Stop complaining, brother!
Stop complaining, man!
We're barely inside
and you're going crazy. Just imagine.
Why don't you stop?
You're good at pretending
with your girlfriend, dumbass.
-What about my girlfriend, motherfucker?
-Yes.
-What about my girlfriend, fat-ass?
-Yes.
You talking shit?
Motherfucker.
See, he gets bored
and he starts talking shit.
Motherfucker.
And what happened to you, man?
Where are your clothes?
Don't you have clothes?
I went to see the judge.
And the inmates hit you there?
And, well, what can you do?
That's the way it is.
You can hang with us.
My brother is a pretty big deal.
Stop talking shit.
It's true, Marito. Don't chicken out.
I'm Diosito.
Call me Diosito.
Patricio.
This is the Ninja.
He's Barny.
He's the strongest one,
if there's trouble.
This is Marito, the leader of the gang.
Sometimes, he is a jerk. Only when
you first meet him. Then, he gets over it.
And then, this guy over here,
I don't know if he's in prison
because he murdered his tailor or...
What's your name, dude?
They're talking to you.
Sorry, I didn't hear you.
Is it you?
It's me, guys.
What can you do?
It's Quique the Cuis.
How I danced to you with my missus.
The night is over, the party is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
Okay. It's over. It's over.
It's over. Okay. Stop.
You're an asshole, Cuis! How much
have you fucked listening to that song?
They're playing it everywhere.
I'm fed up with it!
Who knew, Marito?
The Cuis is inside.
Why don't you suck my dick?
You and the Cuis.
He only released one hit
and you want me to build
a monument to that stupid guy?
Well, Marito.
He's going to release another one.
It must not be easy
to release a song like that, man.
The night is over, the party is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
SAN ONOFRE PRISON
The ones that are coming back,
go through the metal detectors
and then straight to the back.
Let's go.
Bye, friend.
Anything you need, let me know.
Next one. Come on.
-How's it going, Capece?
-Fine, boss.
Mario Borges.
I see. A hero.
Welcome.
Always with his little,
buck-toothed brother.
You know, Capece, now that I see them...
Separated, the Borgeses are boring.
They're great together,
like peanut butter and jelly.
Peanut butter and jelly.
I'm sorry, you're allergic to nuts, right?
Like balls, you see?
In order to separate them,
you have to blow them.
I see.
Mario Borges.
Pray.
Beg that you don't have
a real heart attack in here
because I will leave you to die
like the son of a bitch
that you have always been.
You will writhe in pain.
You will fucking die.
Wow!
Quique the Cuis.
Give me a hug, man.
What are you doing, boy?
Quique. Quic?n. A beast.
Take a photo.
-Can I ask you something?
-Yes.
I wanted to know if it's possible
to go somewhere--
Speak up, because I can't understand shit!
I wanted to know because
they talked about the possibility
for a VIP... Somewhere
a little bit more comfortable for...
Five stars?
Come here, come here, come here.
Take your stuff and come here.
Come on.
Everything here is five stars, boy.
Come in. I'll show you.
Bye.
-See you.
-See you, boss.
You don't have to be afraid of them.
You must blend in.
A good pat down for the new ones, guys.
There he is, the cocksucker.
And you wanted to hang with him.
Marito, he's a sucker.
He's scared.
His last record was shit.
End of the trip.
This neighborhood reminds me
of my childhood.
It's only missing my father.
You remember?
No.
How could you remember?
What?
Are you going to throw me in the yard?
There's no place in the cell blocks.
How much is it for a bunk inside?
There's no place inside. Understood?
They don't charge in San Onofre?
Aren't you guys straight?
Straight as an arrow, these guys.
Hey, Marito, this looks like a shantytown.
It is a shantytown.
Stop.
Hey, how could they let him
bring a kid, man?
Here, kid. I'll get you home, come here.
Guard! Guard!
Man, let him go. He's my cousin.
-Easy.
-What's happening?
Let him go! What's happening?
If he's your cousin,
take him to a safer place, man.
Why do you have him here?
What are you looking at?
Do I look odd to you?
-Idiot, what's wrong with you?
-Easy, man.
What are you looking at, asshole?
Do I look odd, man?
-Excuse me, sir. My mistake.
-Fuck your apologies.
Next time, look down.
Let's go, Pedrito. Let's go.
Let's go, Pedrito.
I'm going to give you some advice
in case they separate us.
Fight, because if you don't,
they will fuck you up.
I thought he was a kid, Marito.
What kid? He's a vampire.
Instead of sucking the blood here,
he sucks it from the balls.
Didn't he look like a kid, Barny?
-He looks like that but he's not.
-Fuck if I know.
Yes, I know.
Don't look now,
but it looks like one of
Toad Quiroga's girlfriends is up there.
Don't look, dumbass.
I'm telling you don't look up.
Who is the Toad, Marito?
The badass that is
in charge of everything.
More badass than you?
Truck hijacking,
kidnapping...
He has no moral compass.
He's a son of a bitch.
He would kill his own mother
and then fuck her.
Hey, whose is this?
That's rented.
Is it? I don't see the owner here, man.
He's not here.
Well, when the owner arrives,
you tell him to come talk to me.
Dude. What are you doing, man?
-Everything all right, buddy?
-Everything's fine.
It seems that we're neighbors.
Hi.
Hi, my beautiful baby. Give me a kiss.
What's wrong? Is she pissed off?
What's wrong with her?
Later, you will come with me.
-Take care of her for me, Fiorella.
-Yes, Toad. Yes.
Did you see the two new guys in the yard?
They are the Borges brothers.
Borges brothers.
The older one was
the Don at Sierra Grande.
Watch him.
He'll try to square up.
There's nothing to worry about. 13/8.
And you don't have to worry
about the other one.
-Why?
-He's already dead.
What did they do?
He escaped from Sierra Grande
with his little brother
and they smoked a few pigs.
And he got himself caught.
But there's no problem.
They'll have to pay tonight
for the escape and the deaths.
Don't worry.
Guys, we're going to start.
-Go.
-Very well, dude.
How's it going?
Anxious, aren't we?
Morcilla.
Take this. Write down 150 for the boss.
That cheapskate.
Look, Morci.
Morci, it's the Cuis. The Cuis.
Let's go!
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
The weekend is coming
You're my bad habit, my sin
Even though you run away like a cat
I look for you everywhere
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata...
That's enough!
Hey, I heard on the news
that they caught you.
Fuck. That's fucked up.
First time on the inside?
First time, yes. My first time.
Your first time...
Well, don't worry about it.
We're going to take care
of you here, you know?
Thank you so much.
We're going to take care of him, guys.
Isn't that right?
-Yes. We're going to take care of him.
-We're going to take care of him.
We must spoil him.
Because he's happiness, am I clear?
Thanks. Thank you.
-Eat, eat. Eat something.
-No. No. No.
Eat, eat, eat, eat.
-I'm fine.
-Eat, fuck! Eat.
Thank you so much.
Well, let's start with this.
Ladies and gentlemen,
how is everyone doing tonight?
From San Onofre,
we bring you the title fight.
Hey, stop it. Stop it. Stop it.
Our fighters today,
hailing from the Eastern Republic
of Uruguay,
undefeated champion,
serving a life sentence
for multiple murders,
Yamand? Yam?,
the Uruguayan!
Well done!
Come on!
The challenger, with a 16-year sentence,
from the bowels of the Maciel Island,
C?sar "El Baby" P?rez.
ANYTHING GOES
ONE ROUND ONLY
Kill him!
-Kill him!
-Hit! Hit him! Hit!
Kill him!
What's wrong with the guy, Capece?
He's not getting up.
He looks pretty bad.
It seems like he's dead.
They're coming with the stretcher.
What do you mean that he's dead? Fuck!
Well, see you in the infirmary.
Don't forget to collect my winnings.
Very well. Go ahead.
Go ahead.
Let me see, girl.
I'm Emma Molinari.
I'm here for the Social Service office.
-Come in, please.
-Thank you.
Next.
I spent three months in Unit 58.
That was a very different penitentiary,
with an open regime.
I knew someone there.
A Nu?ez. Do you know him?
To tell you the truth,
I did not know all the officers.
Well, you didn't miss much.
The guards here are much prettier,
aren't they?
Do you know that if I were your boyfriend,
I would never let you work here?
I would get jealous.
Unless you don't have a boyfriend.
Why do you care?
-No, well--
-Hey, you jerk-off.
Leave her alone.
Be careful with them. They are worse
than the ones on the inside.
They would riot over a piece of ass.
What's up? Rita.
-Emma. Nice to meet you.
-Welcome to San Onofre.
Thanks.
Go ahead.
Look at her!
Well, you can settle in there.
-Good morning.
-Welcome to San Onofre. Here.
I'm like the inmates.
Counting the days until I retire.
Yes. Laugh it up.
We'll see in a few years.
-I'll show you around.
-Sure.
This looks like fun.
Hit it hard!
Fancy boys' games, but it's fun.
Hey, what do you think
he did to land in here?
He doesn't look like a thief.
It looks like he's scared, poor thing.
He must be a con man.
Something stupid like that.
Typical of a fancy boy
with two last names.
What? What's his last name?
Juan Pecker de Pueyrred?n.
I don't know, dumbass.
Then how do you know
he has two last names?
Well, look at his face. He looks like
he has two or three last names.
He looks normal to me.
Let me see. Let's see.
Hey, dude.
What's your last name?
Salgado.
Salgado what?
Just... Salgado.
Only Salgado.
So, you don't have two last names.
See, Marito? He doesn't have
two last names. Asshole.
You smelled wrong.
What do you expect me to smell?
This yard stinks like shit and filth.
Don't be a downer, Marito.
This is like going camping.
This is the tent.
These crooks are like the animals
that wander around in the woods.
Or the insects
that get inside the tent at night.
Stop talking shit.
Gotta close the tent tight
before going to sleep.
What a dumbass.
Let's go!
Would you please cut the crap?
-Hear me out. That's it.
-Move your asses, motherfuckers.
Move it, you dirty fucks.
What? Is the match over?
How did it go?
What are you looking at?
Ugly faggot. Asshole.
Who is this asshole?
Hi, gorgeous.
Okay.
What's up?
So, the new guys found a hovel.
Well, it's 400 pesos each, guys.
Do you want mattresses?
The visitors are here, guys.
With whom do I have
the pleasure of speaking?
-It doesn't matter.
-Morcilla.
Like a blood sausage?
Savory? Sweet?
What was it?
Last name on your mother's side?
Stop it, asshole.
Well, do you want the mattresses or not?
Depends on how much they cost.
Okay, 300, and I'll throw in
the tarp for the roof.
What? 300? You're killing me!
-Really, 300?
-It's too much. Isn't it?
Okay, 600 for everything,
and that's my last offer. Deal?
-How about 450?
-500. Done and done.
And inside?
No can do. We're full up inside.
That's what the guard said.
Ain't that a bitch, motherfucker.
This is just like
in Sierra Grande, Borges.
Do I know you?
Not yet.
Wow!
They told me they had
some heavyweights in San Onofre.
Well, you start collecting money.
I'll get you the mattresses.
You pay him. We cool?
-Okay, 400.
-Fiorella.
Stop. Don't offer anything.
They can't stay there.
That is Oaky's place.
Look, Oaky can suck my dick.
I call the shots around here.
Besides, Oaky is in the hospital
and he will be there for a while.
All right?
Whatever you say,
but that is Oaky's place.
Are you deaf and stupid, too?
I'm telling you, Oaky can suck my dick
and I call the shots.
I'm gonna build a fire with Oaky's books.
-You shut the fuck up.
-What's wrong with you, asshole?
-Dickhead.
-Fuck off.
What are you looking at, asshole?
-Sorry, sir.
-Sorry my dick.
And you?
You going to settle your debt,
or did you get robbed again?
Poor sucker got the mini-tent.
We could help him, right?
The guys from Sarand? want to fuck him.
So, the guys want to fuck you.
I like it that you care for him, Fiore.
I'll tell you what. You know that we don't
provide personal protection, right?
My advice is to go with the flow in here.
Let things follow their natural course.
You could even end up enjoying it.
You filthy fuckers!
How the hell can you live in this yard?
Here, daddy. Defend yourself.
I can't do anything else for you.
You better grab it, man.
An ass is going to bleed.
It's better if it's not yours.
See, Acu?ita, my dearie,
you piece of shit?
Yes.
Can you see in the photo,
it has a folding door?
Look. That's not what you've done.
That is a sliding door. Sliding door.
But the sliding door looks so much better.
What the fuck do I care?
I asked you for a folding door.
I don't want a sliding door.
Neither does my wife.
Besides, the measurements are wrong.
-No, the measurements cannot be wrong.
-The measurements are shit. It's ugly.
No, sir. I think it's fine.
What do you want? Wanna bet? Fuck!
Look.
Does it stick out or not?
But you said it's for your wife.
I thought women's shoe size was 37, 38--
But my wife wears a 42. Just like me.
The only thing we have in common.
-All right.
-Of course.
Make it bigger. Do as I tell you.
If not, I'll zap your balls
with a cattle prod, asshole.
All right.
Start it now.
Fuck, man.
Can you imagine, Capece, if I went home
with this shoe rack and I told my wife,
"Look, we built it extra large
'cause you have manly feet"?
She'd neuter me.
-Here, boss.
-Great.
-The Uruguayan didn't make it.
-Fuck.
I'm maxing out on my deaths quota.
I need to have three fewer deaths
this year than last.
Here's the carpenter's workshop.
Here's Ant?n.
Here, let me introduce you
to the new social assistant,
Ms. Molinari.
-Ms. Molinari.
-Nice to meet you, Emma.
What's up, Molinari?
How's it going?
Fine. Here, getting a grand tour.
Did Ms. Molinari take part
in the group established
by Chief Gar?falo?
I don't know. I don't know.
-Excuse me?
-I'm honestly curious.
What I want to know is what you think.
If you want to turn San Onofre
into a kindergarten
or a prison facility for dangerous men.
My plan is not to turn it
into a kindergarten.
It is to improve
the living conditions for inmates.
And I don't have any relationship
with the Head of Prisons.
I started there three years before.
-How about that?
-How about it?
Very well. Then welcome, Molinari.
-Thank you.
-Excuse me.
Go ahead.
Beautiful.
-And it's not harassment.
-Ant?n.
He's another jerk-off.
He's the king of jerk-offs.
This must be the place with the most
jerk-offs per square foot in the world.
I swear.
Okay, follow me. I'll show you the yard.
The best for last.
At least, there's some fresh air.
It's covered in piss,
but you can breathe a bit.
I can't find you
I'm already desperate
You're really savage
The booze is making me dizzy
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
Well, very well done. Very good.
Thanks for singing for our cell.
Of course. A pleasure.
I see you're doing fine.
You have everything.
It's like a hotel in here.
Come in. Sit down.
Thank you. You know that...
I've sung everywhere, you know.
Not all-out like the last time,
because I don't... Now, you see?
When I started, most of all,
such places... Much worse than this one.
So much worse. By far.
Of course. I can imagine.
Well, cheers.
A toast to our new friend.
Thanks. Cheers.
Cheers. Cheers.
Hey, you've got to look people in the eye
when you toast.
Cheers.
Sorry, Toad. I didn't realize it.
Toad, isn't it? Just that?
Toad and nothing else?
Just Toad?
You know, Toad...
Once I was in Panama...
Because when I was in Panama...
Well, with "Crocante," especially,
when "Crocante" was a hit...
In South America in general,
but in Panama, they love me.
I was in the dressing room
of the casino where I performed,
and two guys came in
who looked just like you.
Genetics are amazing. It's incredible.
Isn't it? Like yourself...
One is over there
and the other one over here.
Like me how?
-How?
-Big-boned.
No.
Differently abled.
Like that.
Your body language reminded me of them.
Come here.
Do you mean obese?
No.
No, no, no, no.
You said obese.
-You said...
-No.
It got dark really fucking fast.
When the night is darkest,
day dawns in your heart.
Just like El Indio says.
That's gross, Marito.
What did you eat?
Look, the sky is so pretty.
Better than at home.
This isn't so bad after all.
I thought it was going to be worse.
You have to be careful, though.
Yes, you also have to be careful
in the streets.
Let's go, dude.
We have to do business.
Like in the street.
You fuck or you get fucked.
I fuck him first because I'm the boss.
All right?
I don't want to fuck anyone here.
There's no third option, asshole.
You fuck or get fucked.
The problem is when you want
to fuck someone,
but he doesn't want to get fucked.
Then there's trouble.
Grab him. Turn him around!
Let me go, motherfucker! Let me go!
Let me go!
What's going on there, Marito?
Hold him. Hold him.
Look what he's got, the faggot.
Look how gruff she is.
There it is. There it is. There it is.
Take his pants off.
Pull his pants down. Come on.
Marito, the guards are coming.
Negro, the smurfs, man.
Someone gave us away. Let's go.
The fight is that way.
Why are you aiming at me?
There, I told you.
Shut the fuck up.
The neighbors made the complaint.
We've got nothing to do with it.
Why are you looking me like that, boss?
Do we know each other?
No, well...
My bad. You see...
You all look alike.
You always dress the same.
Motherfucker! What are you doing, asshole?
That's for fucking with us,
you piece of shit!
Stop talking.
Let him go, motherfucker! Let him go!
Let my brother go, you bitch!
-Stop it! Stop it, fuck!
-Marito!
-Let him go, fuck!
-Let me go, motherfucker!
Let him go!
Don't touch him, son of a bitch.
Let him go!
Let him go, motherfucker!
Let him go, faggot!
Get out, faggot!
Let me go, motherfucker! Get out!
Marito! Marito! Are you okay?
Marito!
It's over, man. It's over. Please.
You are such an idiot. Such an idiot.
You can't be that stupid.
You fucked up good. I invited you to sing.
To my cell.
You came in, greeted everyone.
Very friendly.
You told us that you sang
for a lot of people.
A lot, a lot of people!
More than that.
And that you've sung
in places worse than this one.
Fuck! Worse than this one, you said?
I didn't mean to say that.
No, dude. And I let it slide.
You know that I did.
I let it slide.
No. Stop, stop. Please, not again.
-Music.
-Stop. Stop.
You're really savage
Stop.
The booze is making me dizzy
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
No!
The party is over, the night is over
Pi?ata, it broke and it's over
Then, we shared a toast.
And you didn't look me in the eyes.
That's not okay.
You have to look into the eyes.
When you toast, you make eye contact.
-I did!
-You didn't look me in the eyes.
-Toad, I looked!
-No! You didn't.
You fucked up, and I let it slide.
Music.
You're really savage
No!
The booze is making me dizzy
The party is over, the night...
Then, you said...
you met a fucking pickpocket,
there in Corrientes...
that was like me.
Like me how?
Like that, big. Big like you. That's all.
No. No, no, no, no.
You didn't say big. You said...
obese. Didn't he say obese?
-He called you a fat-ass.
-Don't stoke the fire, bitch!
You said big, asshole.
I only said that I met heavy people, too.
No!
You said obese.
-I didn't say obese.
-You said obese.
-No. No, I didn't.
-You fucked up with me.
You disrespected me since you arrived.
And I won't let this one slide.
-I didn't say obese.
-Yes.
Who are you? Are you Tony Fantastic?
Dani Earthquake?
You're a piece of shit.
I'm sorry, Toad.
Starting tomorrow,
you're going to stand in that corner
and you're going to sing your songs.
Your songs are nice. They're fun.
I'm going to turn you on, click,
and you're going to sing.
And I'm going to turn you off, click,
and you're going to stop.
Get him out of here. Get out.
Get him out. Right now.
-Are you all right?
-What do you think, dipshit?
Bring water. Go to the fridge.
Go on. Move it. Bring water.
There it is. Breathe. Breathe.
Water's coming.
Come on. Come on.
Wake up, Mario. Mario.
-Marito.
-Marito, wake up. Marito.
Marito. Barny, call a doctor.
Come on, man.
-Move him to the side.
-Wake up, Mario. Come on.
Call a doctor.
Barny, you motherfucker. Move it.
-Going.
-Go and get a doctor!
I'm telling you! Motherfuckers!
Mario, wake up. Come on.
Marito, wake up. Call a doctor!
Call the infirmary!
-Asshole!
-Call a doctor!
-Son of a bitch, I'm going to kill you!
-They are leaving him to die.
-I told you he needs help.
-Call a doctor!
Marito. Come on. Wake up.
Wake up, Marito.
Marito.
Marito, snap out of it!
Come on. Motherfucker. Mario.
Asshole! Fucker!
You killed him! You killed him!
I am a doctor. Let me through.
Move. Move. Move.
-Mario, wake up.
-Listen to me.
Look at me. When I tell you,
you give him mouth-to-mouth.
You pull his head back, grab his nose,
open his mouth and blow.
I'll count to ten.
You blow two times inside.
-Come on. Yes.
-Okay?
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Go.
Two. Two times. Once more.
Two times. Go.
Come on, come on, come on. Go!
Move. Come on.
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Marito, come on, man. Motherfucker!
Come on, come on, come on. Go.
Once more. Quickly.
Goalkeeper. Goalkeeper.
It's over, Marito. It's over.
It's over, Marito.
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