Locked Up (2015–…): Season 2, Episode 7 - Bon Appétit - full transcript

Yes, he raped her. He did.

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

And he put her in solitary
so she couldn't talk.

I don't care about justice.

Because what that guy did
fucked up the deepest part of my soul.

And that's because that man, up here,

he's turned off a switch in my head.

And I'm not myself anymore.

Saray, I can't do this now.

I need you.

A week ago, Amaia Jiménez disappeared
300 meters from her home.



Two days later, it was confirmed
that she'd been kidnapped.

The poor girl was unlucky.

She came face-to-face with the Munsters.

The accomplice to the kidnapping
was admitted to Cruz del Sur this morning.

The life of that girl depends on us
getting information from her.

-In you go.
-Are you kidding?

First Bambi, and now these two half-wits.

-What the hell are you doing in here?
-I'm on a case.

So I don't need a neon sign
proclaiming I'm undercover.

All I ask is that when I'm out there,
you forget who I am.

That's the only way
I'll get Susana to trust me

and tell me where
the kidnapped girl is hidden.

A man called Karim is coming after you.

Rana Sabad? My name is Encarna.



I can't give back your son's life,

but I'm able to give you his body.

She's taken the Egyptian's ashes.

Castillo, I need your help.

Everyone alert. Rana Sabad is inside.

There's a strong chance that
Karim Al Said will also be in there.

Roger that.

-What the hell is happening?
-They're leaving.

We're going in.

-I can't see her.
-Find her!

-Freeze!
-No!

Drop your weapon!

No! Shit!

No!

Shit!

Come on!

Dad!

14 HOURS EARLIER

What's the matter, white girl?
Can't sleep?

I get it.
It's hard to sleep without Curly.

If she were here, I'd fall asleep quickly.

After making love, I'm wrecked.

Saray, stop it. It's not gonna work.

Curly is with me.

She had a mental block,
and we got over it.

What kind of block? A mental block?

Is that what she told you?

Shit, well, if she had a mental block,
I got rid of it.

You know the service elevator
in the kitchen?

We almost made it hit the floor.

I went after her like a hurricane.

If she had a mental block,
I melted it between her legs.

You gave it a shot,

but you failed.

It's no big deal.

I succeeded, that's all.

-Enough, Saray.
-Ask her.

"Sexual Fantasies of a Gypsy: Chapter 8."

Yes, yes.

I melted the polar ice caps
between her legs.

-That's right.
-Moaning with pleasure.

Ferreiro.

Get dressed. You have a visitor.

A visitor at this hour?

What happened?

Aren't you going to tell me?

All I can tell you is
your father and brother are here.

And my mother?

I'm sorry.

Four, three.

Honey.

Your mother's gone.

I don't know if anyone knows
what a passionless marriage is.

Well, I had one and didn't know it.

Up until a few months ago,

Encarna and I lived in the same house,

but light-years apart.

Then, everything went downhill.

My daughter was double-crossed...

and unjustly incarcerated.

We became the targets
of international hit men.

They tried to abduct us,
they fired shots in our house.

We spent most of our time
either in prison visits

or being grilled by
the General Director of Security.

It wasn't what I expected
my retirement to be.

Surviving my wife's death...

is something...

I never planned for.

I've always witnessed

violent deaths as a police officer,

but never as a victim.

I always wondered
how the families were feeling,

whether I'd be able to deal
with something like that.

On Monday night,
Encarna gave me the answer.

Giving up is not an option.

It was an accident.

She went to a mosque
to meet with Hanbal's mother.

She wanted to give her
the Egyptian's ashes

and put an end to all of this.

She was wearing a veil.

The police confused her with someone else,

and they shot her.

-...orange veil.
-Drop your weapon!

Did she suffer?

She didn't suffer, Maca.
She didn't even know.

You can't fall apart, Dad.

-Okay.
-No.

You neither, Román.

I don't want the pain to tear us apart.

We need to stick together.

Of course, honey.

Of course.

Mom wearing a veil?

I can't imagine that.

What happened?

My mother died.

Could you turn the light off?

Who did that?

It's not enough that he lost a testicle,
these bitches need to rub it in his face.

He probably deserves it.

What do you mean?

What did Valbuena do to make Vargas
go after him so violently?

I'm gonna find out.

You think I don't have the balls
to straighten you out

just because I lost a testicle?

Leave the man alone.
Don't break his balls!

Sorry, I mean his "ball."

Who was it?

Who the hell was it?

You're in fucking withdrawal again?

It's not that. It's not that, Valbuena.

Something's not agreeing with me.

Guard! Guard!

Someone threw up in my cell. Disgusting!

-She's throwing up!
-She's been sick all night.

-Has Sandoval arrived yet? Okay.
-Affirmative.

Tell him to come.
There's a problem in cell block 2.

PRIVATE NUMBER

-Hello?
-Hi, Antonio.

It's Carolina, Fabio's wife.

Is this a good time?

Well, I'm actually at work...

Sorry. I won't keep you long.

I was hoping we could meet up.

Yeah, sure. We'll do that soon.

-That'd be nice.
-Really?

Great. How about today?

Today?

Why not? I don't have anything
planned for after work.

Perfect. I'm nearby, in the bar
across from the prison. Okay?

-Okay.
-One last thing...

If you don't mind,

please don't mention this to Fabio.

No, of course not.

See you soon then.

Okay, see you soon.

Who was that, a date?

Just some girl I met on the Internet.

Getting straight down to it, aren't you?

Fuck first and ask names later, is it?

The judge has granted you
a special 24-hour leave

to attend your mother's funeral.

I'm not going to object, of course.

Can I decline?

-Decline what?
-Going to the funeral.

Yes.

Of course, you can.

But you should think about it.

If not for you, then for your family.

Okay, I'll go.

Macarena, I'm sorry.

Thank you.

We have a problem, Miranda.

There are 22 inmates
with diarrhea, vomiting, cramps,

and it's getting worse.

What is it, a virus?

It could be food poisoning.
Salmonella or worms. I don't know.

I'll need to do blood tests
to eliminate a few things.

For now, let's give them some medicine
and put them on a bland diet.

Of course, do what you need to do.

All right.

-Carlos.
-Yes?

Did you know Macarena Ferreiro
didn't want to go to her mother's funeral?

Is that normal?

When dealing with a traumatic experience,

it's not uncommon
to go through a stage of denial...

until she accepts her grief.

It's just a matter of time.

Someone once said that

to know who your real friends are,
you need to go to jail.

And they were right.

Today, I'd like to add

that the best way to know your family

is to be knocked down without mercy.

My family, far from cracking,

stood up.

Encarna did everything with strength.

Through weakness, she found...

courage, bravery and strength
to get through the impossible.

She taught us
that giving up isn't an option.

You're going, then?

I'm really sorry.

Can I do anything for you?

No.

-Whatever you need, okay?
-I know.

You had sex with Saray
in the elevator, didn't you?

What?

She fixed your switch.

-What switch?
-Don't worry.

Tell me the truth.

-I'm sorry.
-No.

-I'm sorry.
-No.

I don't know what happened.

Curly, I wanted to help you with Valbuena.

I wanted you to be the same as before.

I wanted to love you and take care of you,
but I didn't know how.

I'm the one who should be
taking care of you. Me.

And now my mother...

My mother is gone.

I'm alone.

I feel so alone.

But I know I love you very much.

Everything is really strange.

Because I...

I don't know how I feel,
or how I should feel.

All I do is lose things.

You can't be alone here.

Okay, say goodbye.

Take your time.
When you're ready, we'll go.

-My mom brought two more cats home.
-Seriously?

-Yes. She's on Facebook.
-No!

She constantly gets notifications
about abandoned animals

-and brings all the cats home.
-All of them?

All of them.

It must be like something
out of The Aristocats.

Which one was that again?

It was animated. Lots of cats.

Aristocats, cats, of course.

You know what I mean.
It's like 101 Dalmatians.

I prefer dogs, anyway.

How are you? You seem to be
in good spirits, and you look great.

-Really?
-Yes.

-Wow! Thank you very much, Antonio.
-You're welcome.

The truth is, I don't feel great.

Actually, I feel like
I'm going a little bit nuts.

I'm not eating,

not sleeping.

I cry all day. Not a great lifestyle.

It feels like there's a part of me...

that needs to know if there's any chance

of getting back together with Fabio,
as unlikely as it might be.

I need to know.

I see.

You know how these things are, Carolina.
You never know.

-Fabio is very impulsive.
-I know.

He doesn't always think things through.

-That's what I think.
-He doesn't think.

-When he woke up in the hospital...
-Of course.

...maybe he was feeling confused.

-He wasn't thinking straight.
-He didn't think it through.

-Definitely not.
-Not at all.

How is he?

-Fabio?
-Yes.

Not great,

unsurprisingly, as you're both
going through a very tough time.

-Yes, it has been tough.
-Very tough.

But...

has he said anything?

Does he ever talk about me?

He's not a talker.

You know how guarded
and introverted Fabio can be.

I know. You're not wrong there.

He sometimes wonders
if he should call you,

wondering if you're okay.

And, Carolina, it's obvious
how much you love each other.

That's all I wanted to hear.

I mean, it's something that I can see,
that I can feel, you know?

Thank you, Antonio.

Thank you so much.

-You know what?
-What?

You're one of the kindest people I know.

I rolled doubles. I go again.

It's my turn, bug-eyes.

You should've been paying attention.
Deal with it.

Your turn, Susana.

Hold it, chuckles.

What are you looking for in here?

Looking to get a beating?

Because if you try hard enough,

you'll end up sleeping with a drip
in the infirmary.

And without your nipples.

Is that a threat?

No, no, no.

I'm in mourning today.

My close friend's mother just passed away

and today is a day of peace for me.

Go ahead, Susana.

One, two, three, four, five.

I landed on jail!

Go to jail in jail.

One, two, three, four, five.

What crime did you commit, chuckles?

No crime.

What about you?

I moved 11 kilos for a bastard
in Rouen and never got paid.

So I made him a cripple.

I rolled doubles, so I go again.

Rouen.

Joan of Arc.

The avenger.

Poor woman.

Did you know she was burned alive?

-Do you like bonfires?
-Love 'em.

If you lose,
you're going to go take a shower.

-Thank you, but no.
-Yes, you will.

Because your smell bothers people.

And if you bother people,
they can hurt you.

I wouldn't want you to get hurt.

So you're going to take a shower
either way, even if you win.

I don't know how many times
I can say I'm sorry.

You've said it enough.

I don't think I have.

-I was wrong about you.
-It's okay.

-Everything's fine.
-No.

Everything's fine.

All I want to do right now

is say goodbye to my wife.

As normally as I can.

We'll keep our distance.

The security will be discreet.

I took care of everything.

-Then we're screwed.
-Román.

Macarena, I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

If I eat this, I'll just throw it back up.

I'm not surprised.
My shit looks better than this.

Is there a problem?

No, not at all.

It's just that I'm on a diet.

I can't eat salt, fat,
or any kind of shit.

Soon I'll look like a supermodel.

Eat your breakfast.

Nobody could eat this.

You don't like the food here? Is that it?

Do you want to throw it away?

Exactly.

-Look at the newbie.
-Look at her.

This food is shit.

Hey, sit down right now!

Come on, everyone back to their seats.

Come on. For God's sake.

-Don't even think about it.
-I'm not eating this today.

You eat it.

What's going on?
I haven't been cooking since 7:00 a.m.

just for you to throw it in the garbage.

Who the fuck do you think you are, pig?

-The queen?
-Shut up, Antonia.

Sit down or I'll tase you.
Sit down, for God's sake.

You're not even listening.

You told me.

You warned me, Fabio.

And I went right into the abyss
like a fool.

So what? You told me, too.

I didn't listen,
and I ruined my wife's life.

Now there's no fixing that
for either of us.

But someone has died.

Right, that can't be fixed either.

Come on, we need to look after the living.

Are all the entrances covered?

Yes.

-How many cameras do you have?
-Four.

Two inside and two outside.

-Got a sharpshooter?
-One,

on a roof in front of the cemetery.

I'd get those kids away from there.

What are these kids doing here?

Get them away. Come on.

Go and play somewhere else, boys.

This a sacred place. Have some respect.

You bitches! What's wrong?

Is it my fault
everyone's shitting themselves?

Is it my fault?

Do you think I want to poison you?

-Stupid cows, what were you thinking?
-What's wrong, cousin?

This is what they brought me
from the market.

Even dogs wouldn't eat this.

-Hey!
-For God's sake.

And this. Can you believe
I have to cook with this shit?

It makes you feel sick. It stinks.

You bastards!

I have to cook every day
with these scraps, this shit!

What did you think? What would you do?

What would you do
if they made you cook rotten waste?

Well, cooking rotten waste is what I do!

I cook rotten waste, for God's sake!

Whatever, it's not my fault!

-It's not my fault!
-Hey.

Hey.

Break it up.

What's going on?

Antonia.

Get your things and go to the kitchen.

I'm not going in that kitchen again.

I fucking swear to God.

Antonia, be careful
because this could cost you dearly.

Clean this place up and go to the kitchen.

-I told you to clean up.
-What?

Listen to me.

I've had to deal with authority, too.

And if there's one thing I've learned,
it's that if you do it alone,

you face the consequences alone.

You have five minutes to clean up
and get back to the kitchen.

If not, this goes in your file,

and you'll lose all your perks
and any chance of getting day release.

Clean up.

Can I have a drag?

I didn't know you smoked.

Me neither.

I never thought my first day
out of Cruz del Sur would be like this.

Of course.

It would've been like in the movies.

They get out, get drunk
and go to a strip club.

Yes.

I'd prefer that to this.

Even dancing on the bar,
men slipping money in my thong.

It doesn't seem real.

My mother died...

in a shooting

after meeting with a dealer.

I'd love to be doing normal things.

Have a beer, go for a walk, dance.

I'd dance all night.

But no.

We don't do normal things.

What about today?
What are you going to do?

We're going to scatter
Mom's ashes in a lake.

It was a special place for her.

We went camping there
when we were younger.

Yes, we're going with you.

We'll maintain a respectful distance.

Okay. Thank you.

Everything's fine. No sign of Karim.

Attention, all inmates.

Proceed immediately to the cafeteria.

I repeat, proceed immediately
to the cafeteria.

What is this?

What's wrong with you?

Go to the cafeteria.

Didn't you hear?

Everyone to the cafeteria,

or there will be serious consequences.

How long can we put up with this?

What we can't do is face them alone.
That's not going to work.

They can crush one of us,
but not all of us.

Against 80 of us, baby, they're powerless.

-That's what I'm talking about.
-They can't break us.

What the fuck?

You're just gonna stand there?

You're not going in?

-Fucking go.
-Hold on, Tere.

-Go in.
-You scumbag.

Go!

Soledad Núñez Hurtado.

Stop screwing around
and go to the cafeteria.

I said go to the fucking cafeteria.

Are you going to tase me?

Let's see you explain
electrocuting an inmate

who's just had a transplant.

Go on, tase her,

if you have the balls.

Then you'll really see
what I'm capable of.

Not even God can move us from here. Right?

-Yes!
-That's right! Nobody!

-We're not moving.
-Exactly.

Get up!

Fucking get up!

This could last five minutes,
or it could last days. It depends on you.

We don't want to cause problems.
We just want you to listen to us.

Fine.

Fine.

Who here doesn't want to lose their perks?

Or the chance of getting day release?

I'm hungry.

There we go, Joan of Arc making friends.

Curly, go to the infirmary now.
You look worse. Go on.

Do you want me to... Should I go with you?

No.

-That's it. Fuck this shit.
-No, no.

Inform the governor.

Do it.

What do I think about reintegration?
I'd rather talk about reincarnation.

My God.

Reintegration would be like
if I'm pure evil,

then I spend 15 years in here,
and then I'm a good person.

I get out and join
a non-profit organization

and help old people take baths
or something.

My way of thinking is more like,
I get the hell out of here

and I reintegrate myself into society
without asking for anyone's permission.

That's my style.

Day release? Like, when you get out
to work and then come back?

-I think it sucks.
-There's a spider on you.

-What?
-There's a spider on you.

I mean, you're either in or out,
I don't...

I don't like half-measures.
Because people like me, we...

Our daily schedule
is like that of an artist, so...

If I get out of here,
who knows when I'll come back.

I've left the prison twice.

For my grandma's funeral
and to go to the hospital.

I broke my humerus,
and I got a titanium plate.

-I was only in the hospital for two days.
-She's RoboCop.

-What are you laughing at?
-You.

I had a blast at my grandma's funeral.

-I had...
-Heartless.

It was fun.

ENTRY
FOREST PATH

We covered 20 kilometers
and found nothing unusual.

No one's followed the Ferreiros.

All is quiet at the police checkpoint
on the bridge.

Nobody can get through without us knowing.

Non-alcoholic beer? Is this how you
expect to advance your career?

Shit. You and Julia sweep the road
from the other direction.

Go on, move it!

Hey.

I've been having a hard time lately.

And...

I'm sorry if I fucked you over.

Not again. It's fine, man.

You didn't fuck me over.
Everything's good.

You or Macarena.

Maybe I misjudged her.

Yes. You did.

The same way I was wrong about her,
and my wife before her.

We make mistakes, Damián.
We're fucking cavemen.

That's the way it is.

If we sent Helena undercover
into Cruz del Sur,

it's because we're desperate.

We got the kidnappers,
but we don't know where the girl is.

Helena is the best. She won't back down.

You know what an expert
in criminal psychology she is.

If you lose,
you're going to go take a shower.

Thank you, but no.

She'll take on the role
of the suspect's husband.

She'll be stern with her,
and she'll win her over.

Yes, you will.
Because your smell bothers people.

She'll find out where the girl is.

If she's alive.

That's why she's with Zulema.
We needed someone to scare her.

Helena was there to protect her
and win her over. Understand?

Of course, I understand.
Damn. Stop explaining yourself.

We insulted each other.
I reopened your wound.

Then that's it. Everything's fine.

Shit...

I can't deal with you, man.

Hey, it's been rough.
Cut me some slack, will you?

When life started going wrong
and things got bad...

my marriage got stronger...

my family got stronger.

The pain united us like never before.

Although we've paid...

the cruelest price possible,

in these past months,

we've felt more alive than ever.

Despite everything,

we have faced adversity.

As Encarna said on Monday...

giving up is not an option.

Goodbye, Mom.

I love you.

See you soon.

Have they told you what they want?

They say they want to talk.
They want to be heard.

At the moment, the protest seems peaceful.

If they want to talk, let's talk to them.

Talk to them?

Don't fall into their trap, Miranda.

With a firm hand,
they'll drop the protest.

Otherwise, they'll do as they please.

Are you sure?

If we use violence,
won't they respond with violence?

I don't know.

You can go. I need to think.

Miranda, can I offer you some advice?

I'd be grateful.

Hi.

Hi.

I was just calling to

see how you're doing.

Well, I'm... You know.

Hanging in there.

Fabio, I know you're going
through a rough time.

And I wanted to tell you

I'm here if you need anything.

Okay. Thank you.

How do you know
I'm going through a rough time?

I spoke to Antonio.

He's worried about you, too.

And I...

also wanted to say that...

I know the past few years
have been difficult.

And maybe I...

With my problems and my complaints,

maybe I wasn't the most cheerful wife
in the world.

And I know that I've...

I haven't done things right
in our relationship, Fabio. I know that.

But honestly...

I think we should give it a second chance.

And...

I'm tired of feeling sorry for myself
all the time.

I want to go back to being
that crazy girl you fell in love with.

Even though, now,
I may run into doors a little.

I'm a bit clumsy.

And...

well...

That's all.

So? What do you say?

It's just that I'm working
with Inspector Castillo right now.

I'll call you back, okay?

Okay. Sure.

Of course, no problem.

All right, then...

Take care of yourself, Fabio.

Fuck. I'm going to kill him.

Come here.

Hey, you can't make a fire out here.
It's prohibited.

If the park rangers see us...

If they catch us,
maybe we can all go to jail.

We're not making a fire, we have this.

See?

You'll be knocking on heaven's door

And I won't be there

I sincerely swore

That I'd wait first

And forgot about dying

I forgot to repeat a thousand times

That I spend every night

Thinking about your arms

Searching for your kiss

Taking your breath away

I forgot to repeat a thousand times

I spend the nights

Lost in bars

Looking to die

And see you again

If you look up "big brother" on Wikipedia,
you'll see my picture.

-You're such a bigmouth.
-Who, me?

The first time
your mother and I came here,

we'd been together for six months,
and we got married.

What's happening with your wedding?
Is there going to be one?

We're getting married.

-I chose a good day. It's already booked.
-When is it?

October 12th,
the feast of Our Lady of the Pillar.

-Oh, no.
-What?

I wanted to go away that weekend.

I wanted to have the first dance with you.

Brother, if we don't dance now...

we might never be able to.

...1,3% in Paris,

while Milan and London
have closed the day at 0,6%.

Shanghai market tumbles below 3,000 points

for the first time since August,

affecting the rest of Chinese markets,
closing the day with negative values.

How are you? Are you feeling better?

Better.

Is the sit-in still going?

Yes, they're still there.

How's your injury?

I'm okay.

I'm fine.

It wasn't a big deal.

It happened very fast.

I didn't feel anything
until I was in the hospital,

when I woke up. Worst ball ache ever.

But it's okay. I'm okay.

I mean, sure, I was scared, but...

the doctor said it's no big deal.

I can live a normal life. And...

It won't affect my sexual
or reproductive capability at all.

I can have kids, if I want to.

That's great.

It's not too late to bring
little Ismaels into this world.

That's great.

Yeah.

Fortunately, it wasn't anything serious.

And here I am.

I'm still the same.

Me, too.

I'm myself again.

It's been eight days

since the disappearance of Amaia Jiménez,

whose kidnapping was confirmed by police.

The arrest of the alleged kidnappers
has left the police in a conundrum.

They can't seem to find
where the girl is hidden.

Meanwhile, the suspects, a married couple

whose identities are being kept secret,

remain in custody and refuse to cooperate.

The key question is,

how long can Amaia Jiménez survive?

Sources from the investigation agree

that a statement from the arrested couple

could be critical in finding the girl,

and they pointed out

that if she is not found
in the next few hours,

the case could have a fatal outcome.

-Leopoldo?
-It's me.

-Hello.
-Hello.

I was just bored and I thought,

"Let's see what he's doing."

So, your first 24 hours out,
and you're already bored?

Yes, but we did a lot of things.

We scattered Mom's ashes,

took a walk in the forest.

We had a delicious barbecue.

But...

-I'd like to do something else.
-Do something else?

Do things normal people do?

That'd be nice.
What do you suggest?

I don't know.

Get some churros and chocolate?

Go dancing?

-Would you take me dancing?
-Of course.

Okay.

Want to meet up?

Sounds good.

Okay, I'll be right there.

Sure.

A crisis is an opportunity
to change things,

but above all...

to be more united.

Attention, please.

I know this is a peaceful protest,

and that's why, to avoid using force,

I'm asking you to go to your cells
of your own free will.

They're challenging you.

A challenge isn't always won with force.

It's won with intelligence...

with cleverness.

We will, Governor,

when you listen to us

and treat us with dignity.

Too many things have changed
in this prison.

We can't move freely.

We can't even go to the bathroom
in privacy.

We're forced to shit and piss in our cell
and live with the stench.

We've been beaten, tased and mistreated.

We've been humiliated.

We have to eat stew
that even pigs wouldn't eat.

We've waited long enough,
but this protest...

this protest means we've had enough!

Enough! Enough! Enough!

Enough! Enough!

You won't move us!

Fine.

Soledad Núñez,
I see you speak for everyone.

Come to my office.

We'll sit down together.

You will explain all your requests.

I'll see what I can do.

That's good, right?

Of course. You've got this.

Sole! Sole!

Sole! Sole! Sole!

Take care, little sister.

You, too.

Just so you know,
Mom thought highly of Fabio.

I won't say more.

What are you going to do now?

Get away.

Disappear until the police do their job.

Good.

Take care of yourselves.

You, too. Take care, my girl.

Move it, shake it, move it

Move it, shake it, move it

The commotion is now over
The fun starts now

-Olé!
-The fun starts now

The first thing you need to know

is that we've identified five inmates
as leaders of the riot.

What do you mean, riot?
What riot? But if you...

This is a peaceful protest.

We're just asking for decent food
because we were poisoned.

Sole, you know as well as I do

that the poisoning was an isolated issue
which we deeply regret.

And you know that the food here
has gone downhill,

and it wasn't exactly
the Ritz before, either.

Look, I'd rather spend more money
on food than security,

but this is a consequence of your actions.

You shape this prison, too.
Sometimes, more than I do.

Now, we need to be ruthless
about control and security.

Which is why we're going to report
the ringleaders of the riot

for mutiny and acts of violence
and update their record.

They'll lose their right
to reduced sentences.

Want me to read you their names?

Antonia Trujillo.

Put cherries on the turkey
Because it's not sung

-It's not sung
-Olé!

Antonia will lose her perks

and she will not get her day release
as expected in 2017.

Instead, her sentence
will end in March 2020.

I eat for all the bad ones

Saray Vargas.

I'll invite you to dinner
When I get day release...

Saray's sentence will be extended
by 18 months,

and she won't be eligible
for day release until 2021.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to go out there

and say you've negotiated better food.

We'll make an effort
for three or four days

so they think you've achieved something.

But there better be
no more challenges, Sole.

Because there won't be
any more negotiations.

We will go all out
to screw your fellow inmates.

The ones you're closest to.

And you won't be able to achieve anything.

What do I tell them we agreed to?

I don't know.

It doesn't matter.

That we've changed from margarine
to butter for breakfast.

Whatever you want.

I will do the time
As long as my belly is full

As long as my belly is full

And if they keep feeding me garbage
I'll go and jump the fence

I'll go and jump the fence

-I want to party, party
-Party, party...

Girls.

-Girls.
-Sole.

I've come to inform you
of what we've achieved.

Because we've achieved things!

That's our Sole!

-Go, Sole!
-Forget about margarine.

As of tomorrow, we'll have
real butter for our breakfast.

-Olé!
-Yes!

The disgusting bread they give us,
the jellied meat, that's finished.

They promise us hake once a week.

We're going to have hake.

No more of that mayonnaise-like paste.

-Antonia, the excuses are over.
-Don't worry.

Antonia!

Move it, shake it, move it

Move it, shake it, move it

The commotion is now over
The fun starts now

The fun starts now

Move it, shake it, move it

Inspector Castillo, Tango 1. Come in.

Inspector Castillo, Tango 1. Come in.

-Tango 1, what's going on?
-A vehicle got through Control.

It broke through the fence at full speed.
Shots were fired. They're armed!

They were followed from the cemetery.

Inspector Castillo to all units.

A car has gone down the forest path.
We're going after it.

I want all cars in this direction.
Send air support urgently.

I'm so happy right now.

I'm going to have yeast.
I can make sponge cakes.

And I'm going to have the best butter.

Tomorrow, I'm going to make
some cubcakes just to celebrate.

-Some nice cubcakes...
-What?

Those little cakes with icing...

-No. Don't go trying out stuff now.
-...on top. So good.

You can't even say it right,
how are you gonna make them?

I learned, I know how to make them.

You've seen it on TV,
but you can't make them.

-Do something else.
-I can. They're like muffins.

-Antonia, make normal stuff.
-What normal stuff?

-French toast...
-Your brain is toasted.

-And you're fried down there.
-Come eat it.

Of course I feel much happier.

When I get day release around 2030,

I'll come here just for the food.
Fucking unbelievable.

Look here.

Eat this.

I'm happy because we were able to say
the things we wanted to say.

I feel hopeful again.

If you make a stand,
you can change things.

I want to party, party

I want to party, party...

Of course. Why wouldn't I be happy?

Have you ever heard
that life is a state of mind?

It is.

Life is not what it looks like.

Life is what one thinks it is.

ENTRY FORBIDDEN
NO EXIT

What's going on?

-Did you hear that?
-Yes.

Take this.

Román!

Román, start the camper van!

It's Karim!

He's coming for us!

-Go, go!
-I'm going! I'm going!

-Step on it!
-I am! But this piece of shit won't move!

It won't go any faster!

No!

Dad!

Castillo, a car got through.
Do you hear me?

My daughter is behind them
honking the horn. We're leaving.

We're on our way.

Stop. Stop.

Stop!

-I'm not leaving you like I left Mom.
-If we don't stop, they'll kill us both

-and then your sister.
-I'm not stopping.

-Stop.
-No.

No!

Our only chance is to take them
by surprise and shoot. Stop!

-No!
-Stop!

No! No!

Dad, no.

Go, son. As fast as you can.

Please, Dad.

Go, son. Trust me.

Shit.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Dad!

Macarena, no!

No!

Macarena!

Put your hands up.

Drop the gun.

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