In the Mud (En el barro)

EVENTS AND CHARACTERS ARE FICTIONAL,

ANY LIKENESS TO REALITY IS COINCIDENCE.

Take those morons for everything they're worth.

Yeah, yeah, we will, honey.

All set, Claudia. We'll be out in 30.

Good luck, my friend. Everything's gonna work out.

IN THE MUD

TWO DAYS EARLIER

Let's move it. Quickly, quickly. In a line. Let's go, let's go.

-Hey, Nay, behind you. -What?

-It's the girl you like. Your girlfriend. -Get the fuck out! What girlfriend?

Look at her staring.

Hey, Debby, give me your bread or I'll break your pretty face.

-How about you try, bitch? Go ahead. -Hey, chill.

Hey, that chick over there's been watching you.

Yeah, she totally is.

Tell her we can spoon tonight.

Here, kitty, kitty.

That girl is pretty hot, huh? I'd fuck her.

Ah!

"I'd fuck her." Of course you would, bitch.

Look at her. Look at this bitch.

Poor thing. Look at her legs.

Gringa beats the shit out of her every time she spirals. Look at her.

Yeah, also, that girl Nicole is super submissive.

How would you know? Stop talking out of your ass.

Cut the bullshit. Whatever.

Meanwhile, she treats the other one like a queen, you know?

If you want nice things, you gotta eat some shit, right?

Well, I've slept with plenty of hideous people. More on that later.

But that woman, Gringa, is a venomous fucking snake.

I'd rather tongue fuck ET with my eyes open. I'm serious.

Ew, shut up! Don't put those images in my head.

Hey. Oh, it's my turn. Yeah.

Let's go! We don't have all day, you cunt! Your fucking time's up!

What do you mean there was nothing left?

The warehouse was completely empty. I'm telling you.

He didn't even leave some fucking toilet paper in there.

Reinaldo… he just disappeared without a trace. I dunno.

Reinaldo is a fraud. He's a pawn.

I guarantee you he's got nothing to do with the disappearance of the kid.

This came straight from the top.

It's Aquino who's got the hand on the wheel.

Those southerners are rough, like real rough.

I'm telling you, Gladys.

Promise we'll do everything in our power to get him back.

We will find a way, no matter what.

Look, listen to me.

I'll call you later. I have to hang up now.

Find out whatever you can.

Look into Aquino. I'm gonna do as much as I can on my end.

Okay, honey. Talk soon. You take care.

What you looking at?

What's the matter, huh? You've really changed.

Well, same goes for you, and look how you turned out.

You don't have to worry about me, mami.

Chill out. Already got someone looking out for me.

That really worked out for her. She cashed out big-time.

I mean, she's set, but anyway, that's a different kinda life.

-Right. That's how it is. -Are you going to host?

-Capece. Capece. -What are you doing?

-I need to speak to him. -Go back to your cell.

-I need to talk to him. -And I need a cruise in the Caribbean.

-What, is that an order? -Come on. It's important. Seriously.

Let me explain something to you. Things are different here now.

The minister of security isn't available for chit-chat.

Come on, Capece. Please, man. I'm begging you. Call him.

Hey, how about I pencil you in? Let's see. Borges finally throws in the towel.

-It's important. I'm begging you! -Drop it, Borges. Get outta here.

Hey! Hey! Come on, Capece!

Goddamn piece of shit.

Fucking clown.

-What's the matter? -Gringa wants to see you.

This is all tin. Nobody is gonna buy any of this shit.

Forget about it.

Ah, for fuck's sake, man. No one's gonna take these old bills.

Hmm, hey, hold on. Hello there.

Oh, my nephew wants us to hook him up with a passport.

For sure.

For sure, for sure.

Here. This one is perfect.

You stupid cunt face. Can't you see he's a redhead?

That's what I mean. Same as you.

My nephew is darker than your asshole! Find another one.

And get this outta here before that bitch Beatriz takes it.

I'm on it. I'm on it.

What's this, a knockoff?

No, man, that's real.

I'm serious. They're producing some real legit dupes nowadays, you know?

They're all imported, and then they're sold in dollars afterwards.

Listen, there's serious cash in that.

I pay your stupid ass to do as I say!

Not to use your brain!

That bitch is cheating on me with someone, and you haven't brought me a single head.

Gringa. I got you Borges like you asked me to.

What?

You gonna work for me or not?

Doing what?

Making apple marmalade for the fucking nuns down the road.

Whatever I tell you, okay?

Think it over because I'm not gonna ask you twice.

Okay, sure.

You're like a fine wine.

The more you age, the better you taste.

Horrible pickup line.

Why? I said a nice thing. I'm flattering you.

We know each other well.

-Yes. -How have you been?

Have you taken your pill today?

Do you have any concerns you'd like to share?

The one for Parkinson's, you idiot.

Oh, no, no.

-Levodopa. -Yes, yes.

I'm on a strict regimen. Otherwise, I'd be shaking like a leaf.

You wanna guess which hand trembles?

No, I wouldn't be able to tell.

-You can't tell the difference. -This is the one.

The right hand does what it wants, but that's life, right?

And the left hand just obeys.

Seriously, listen. Don't fuck around. Take care of yourself.

I want you to be okay.

I'm okay.

You kicked me to the side, you ass.

-Oh yeah? -Yes.

I kicked you to the side, and yet I brought you here,

and you look so nice sitting up here in a fancy office.

We spend more on repairs than any other prison in the country,

even though we don't have a budget at all.

Mm. You brought me here because it's convenient.

We both know that's why.

Who will look after your business like I will, huh?

And, of course, the dining room, the new additions, the transfers.

I never say no to you.

And I know you're swimming in it.

Yeah, oh, and funny enough,

you're also swimming in it and amassing a fortune,

which you will enjoy with a younger man that's much better suited for you.

But I trust you because I need you and because I have so much going on.

It takes up my time.

And I also made a good deal with Casares that I want you to look after.

Because all the bullshit I'm forced to deal with in here

impacts my life out there.

You know how horny I get when you reprimand me.

That's why you abuse me. Mm.

You turn me on, too, but don't… I mean, "abuse." "Abuse" is a…

That's horrible.

Abuse. It should be banned.

What is abuse? What is it?

Stroking your ass? Is that abuse?

Well, it can't be because I freaking love it.

Well, you found a job awfully fast, didn't you?

Somehow, you always come up clean.

What's wrong, sweetheart? Is someone jealous?

Did you wanna be my secretary?

Will she be going out too?

It's still too early to tell.

For now, we're gonna explain to her how things are gonna go.

Tell her.

Our contact on the outside is Lalo, my brother.

He's a clever motherfucker.

He's got a network that includes valet parking, concierge, everything.

You don't need to explain. She knows.

The point is that he gave us a real hot tip.

A conference of Uruguayan doctors in a tricked-out five-star hotel.

That's the next move for us now.

That's for Gringa to decide.

Gringa is going to agree. They're loaded and served up on a platter.

What you need to do is ensure those snakes don't stuff their pussies

with anything they find.

Those women are taking a risk. Something happens, and they get caught,

the directors won't answer for it, and they'll be tagged as flight risks.

We're the ones who are putting in the work.

You and Gringa have no idea how to even treat a man.

You don't even know how to speak to them on the phone.

Hey, watch your mouth. 'Kay, sweetheart?

-Shut it or I'll make you feel sorry. -Damn, I really just shit my pants.

You know what your problem is? No one ever put your ass in check.

Borges, why don't you muzzle this one? She's making me lose my patience.

All right, let's go. Everybody out. Let's go. Outside.

Come on.

You got lucky this time, but don't bet on it again.

Come on.

Have you lost your fucking marbles? Why'd you get all pissy like that?

You really think I'm scared of that ugly-ass dyke?

I'm more worried about the other one. I don't understand what Gladys is doing.

I'm fucking my stupid-ass lawyer so he doesn't stick me with the bill,

but… but the son of a bitch has my case on hold.

Can you believe that piece of shit?

Girl, you've gotta stop sucking that motherfucker's dick.

Talk to Coca. She'll help you out.

I can't fuck Coca. Come on. She'll want to charge me.

Think she'll charge you?

Bizca, what you looking at? Get outta here!

Hey, hey, hey! Hey, relax, ladies, relax.

Just doing this so I can report back to the boss

and tell her how the girls are looking.

-We know what you're doing. -The fuck out, bitch!

Fucking four-eyed cunt!

I'LL WAIT FOR YOU IN OUR SPOT

Chill out, bitch.