In the Mud (En el barro)

EVENTS AND CHARACTERS ARE FICTIONAL,

ANY LIKENESS TO REALITY IS COINCIDENCE.

Let's keep our eyes on your own papers, guys, please.

I don't wanna have to take points off for cheating.

You should know this stuff by now.

Let's wrap it up.

I could never love anyone like I love you.

Those eyes carry a pain that I made mine ever since you lost your parents.

Time's almost up, guys.

The first time I saw you, I knew we could make each other happy.

They said it was your hormones.

They told me I had issues with immaturity.

Let's finish up. Not much time left.

All right. Hand them in, please. Thank you.

How was it? You feel good about it?

How dare they try to explain to us how we feel.

Thanks. Thanks, guys.

Who can claim the right to say what love is or where it is to be found?

In the punishing gaze of the judges?

Of our families?

Hollow beings that can't understand

that this complicity is yours and mine alone.

I'M SO IN LOVE

What's going on here?

Hey! Back off! Get out of here! Move!

-Out! -You too! Come on!

-Come here! -Move it! Move it!

How can love be a crime?

IN THE MUD

Careful 'cause it brings in a lot of money.

Yeah! Get it, Jessy! Yes, bitch. Shake it.

Look at these two. Aw.

What are you doing?

Fuck's going on, dude?

These bitches are crazy.

-Sup, bitch? You wanna go blind? -This fucking cunt. Take her!

-Let me go, bitch! -Shut up!

Let Debby go! Hey!

Where the hell is my money, whores?

Your money's not here.

First, you use my daughter, and then you steal my money.

I'm gonna break you in half, you worthless bitches.

Nobody was using me.

Shut the fuck up. Look in the fucking mirror.

You're so high out of your mind, you can't speak.

Where the hell do you get off? Your daughter's not yours anymore.

You're playin' tough guy with me? You wanna play tough guy with me?

-Huh? You stupid fucking cunt. -Stop it! Let her go! Let her go!

Let her go, Mom! I did it! Let go of her!

I did it! Mom, the idea was all mine! Let go of her!

Let go of her!

I'm gonna keep her under observation.

She's not showing signs of internal bleeding for now,

but she's got bruising, several puncture wounds,

and possibly a broken rib as well.

I'm putting her on some sedatives.

Very well.

I was supposed to have your protection.

I'm sorry, you think you didn't? You wouldn't be talking otherwise.

Now we're in a real goddamn mess.

Those women smell blood like sharks. They catch a whiff, and they feed.

You'll have to stay in here while I decide what to do with you.

Wait, what about Vito? What will happen to Vito?

I've got him. I'm gonna look after your son.

Ma'am, but the thing is, she's not welcome back in our unit.

The girls don't want anything to do with her.

Oh, Elba. Come on. Please, no. What, have you all gone insane?

You want me to explain. Really? You pervert.

-Oh no, Elba. Come on. Not you too. -Yes, me too.

Walk, Elba. Let's go.

Stay calm now. Relax.

Elba will look after your kid.

I'll brainstorm ways to make sure you don't leave here in a body bag.

Okay?

Relax.

Are you sure you don't want to see him?

I'm sure. Yeah.

I don't want him to see me locked up.

I'd prefer it if he thought I'm traveling the world, working or something.

I don't understand you, Nicole.

You'd rather have your son feel rejected

rather than allowing him to just see you here? Really?

The worst thing isn't for him not to see you.

The worst thing is that he's stopped asking about you.

He'll understand when he's older.

Everything his mom did for him.

Life in here is really not pretty at all, Mom.

I'm earning some money.

They extended my sentence.

You're gonna go into that account, and you're gonna withdraw 200,000 dollars.

And this account is yours?

Doesn't matter whose. Just someone that owes me a lot of money.

Honey, please. Come on.

Mom, I'm begging you. You're gonna need it.

-Listen, I need you to take Gaspar away. -Away where?

To Spain.

You're gonna talk to your cousins.

Ask them to get you two plane tickets for you and Gaspar.

-When you get there, you'll pay 'em back. -Stop this! Enough of this, Nicole!

I cannot keep making any more excuses for you and your chaos.

You know, I look into my daughter's eyes, and I don't know who she is.

-Who is this woman in front of me? -Mom.

You're gonna end up getting me in trouble.

No, Mom, no.

It's a foreign account. No one will answer for it.

Please, Mama. Please trust me.

This is my absolute final window.

You have to take Gaspar.

For fuck's sake, Zurda.

I knew it was weird for you to call me for a fuck this soon after.

You really wanna mess with the Aquinos?

-They're real heavy hitters. -It's a kid.

You're asking me to get involved in something

I don't wanna touch with a ten-foot pole.

You have the contacts. Round up your gang now.

Borges, Lalo.

Hey.

What took you so long? I set everything up with Nostrils.

He was being difficult. It doesn't matter.

So? Is he gonna do it? Huh?

No. No, no, no.

I don't have the means to start a war with the Aquinos. No.

And I'm the domesticated one?

What's the payoff?

-It's a boy. Don't ask for anything. -Sh, stop, stop.

I'm gonna help Zurda with whatever she needs.

We're going to bring Gringa down. Hmm?

And you'll get the business running again.

Listen to me.

I might know where they're keeping my grandson.

In a mechanic shop run by this guy Reinaldo from Aquino's gang.

On your way out of here, a guard will give you a phone.

There are auto shop videos in it.

I'm willing to pay anything. Please, I am begging you.

URBAN MONITORING

I would like to extend a very special thanks

to all of those whose efforts and countless hours of hard work

have helped bring to life our prison construction project.

I would like to thank the governor, Andrés Faccia,

and each of you for being with us today.

My heartfelt thanks.

Thank you very much. Thanks again.

Thank you all from the bottom of my heart.

The homeland comes first.

And the homeland comes second. Thank you. Thank you all.

Who needs a photo?

-Let's switch gears. -Of course.

There is a story circulating in the media…

-Beatriz? -Yes.

The disappearance of the driver Julián Aquino. What are your thoughts?

Well, that's a matter that's within the purview of the press

to, um, investigate and uncover.

What a surprise! I haven't seen you in forever!

-How you doing? -Are you working with my husband again?

I am, per usual. Whenever I'm needed, you know.

Just curious how long you've been waiting for Sergio?

As in today?

He cheats on me. He cheats on you.

He cheats on anyone stupid enough to get close.

I hope you don't believe you're his only sidepiece, darling.

I don't know the first thing about your husband's love life, okay?

Our relationship is purely professional.

Don't worry. I won't cause a scandal for you two.

I promise you that. No public scenes.

Nothing. You can have him with a bow on top.

The thing is, though, this late in the game…

…it's a nuisance to get divorced.

Mostly, of course, because of the division of assets, you know?

Hmm.

Uh, I have no knowledge whatsoever

that the Aquino family has anything to do with Cartel del Sur.

Will that be all? In that case, thank you very much.

-Thank you, sir. Yes. -Excuse me, please.

A quick word of advice.

Don't let Sergio convince you that his poor sexual performance

has something to do with his wife.

That's great advice.

I'm sorry that went on for way longer than I anticipated.

You're always dragging me to these silly events

where I'm forced to put on the happy-wife act.

Darling, didn't you have to go and, uh, visit your mother?

-I have to go. -Wouldn't wanna keep her waiting.

-Wonderful to see you again, yeah? -Delighted.

Whatever she may have said to you just now is nonsense.

Ignore her. It means nothing.

I don't give a fuck about this with all the shit I'm dealing with, okay?

Fix this right now, Sergio.

Get that boy out of there as soon as possible.

Why the hell did you let Gladys out? Why would you let her out of the hole?

I have to deal with these women, not you, and she's not just any prisoner, Antín.

Plus, if it all goes to shit, I know what'll happen.

You're going to blame me for La Quebrada and throw me to the fire,

and you'll just be absolved.

I'm not an idiot.

I don't wanna come off like a misogynist,

but goddamn, girl, menopause hit you hard.

You should watch your mouth.

Don't fuck around. Don't.

You think I don't know the risk you've put me in?

If things go south this time around, it'll be your head on the chopping block,