"THOSE WHO DON'T KNOW THEIR HISTORYARE CONDEMNED TO REPEAT IT." "Right now, the commanders of MR-20 are negoiating peace with our country, with the government." "The day in which we cantake active part in our country's politicsis approaching quickly." "While this process continues, we need all of your strengthto continue our fight." "At ease." "Break formation." "Hello!" "Hello." "How are you?" "Fabricio." "How are you?" "I've been expecting youfor a while now." "I hope getting herewasn't too complicated." "Not really." "Don't worry, we're used to this." "A pleasure to meet you." "Likewise." "I'm very interested in havingmen like yourselves wanting to talk to me." "Well... we're not really the oneswho want to talk to you." "The one that does need to talkto you is my brother-in-law, his brother." "He's Pablo EmilioEscobar Gaviria." "That's right." "That's why we cameto ask what you think." "Pablo Escobar wants to sit downwith an MR-20 commander." "That's right, sir.-That's right." "What makes you thinkthat the MR-20 are interested in talkingto the Medellin cartel?" "Well, Pablo says that if you reallyare against extraditing Colombians, then you'd surely wantto talk to the men being claimed by the U.S." "Pablo, thanks for everything." "Thanks, Julito." "Alright, guys.Take care." "God bless." "Bye." "Hey, Pablo... did you forget thosemen shot me?" "They were the ones whokidnapped the Motoas' sister." "Of course I haven't, Herber, but I also think it'svery important for all of you to understandthat the guerrilla group MR-20 is going to be the next political forceto take control of our country." "It's to our advantageto be on their side." "Whoever controls politics is the one who has power... they own it all." "I'm sorry, Mr. Pablo,but that's not true." "I don't mess with them." "Let's leave it at that." "I'm out of this one as well, bro." "Well, let's leave itat that then." "Don't worry." "I won't try to get in touch with that organization." "That's good." "In any case, I'll send youthe money in no time." "Don't worry." "Alright." "Thanks." "Pablito, I already askedfor our $3 million, but I'm not going to Medellin." "I'm going on vacation to Spain." "What are you goingto do in Spain?" "Risk your neck?" "Nah, man." "I'd be risking my neck if I weregoing to Medellin." "They're extraditingeveryone there." "I won't believe it till I seethat you're all okay." "Don't screw up..." "The only country where we'll beprotected is in Colombia." "That's the only countryin the world where our money is actuallyworth something." "Everything's too heatedover there." "I'll call you when I get there." "Alright, man." "Behave." "Thanks for everything." "Alright, Pablito." "What I don't understand is whyyou want to kill that man." "Because he's a liar." "Besides, the police are aboutto catch him, and if they do, I'd be screwed." "Let's talk about it tomorrow." "Gonzalo, if the problemis money..." "Nah, it's not about money." "On the contrary,you've been very kind." "You opened the doors to yourhouse, you took us in... it was very nice." "On the contrary, that jobcould be done for free." "And that's coming from me!" "Imagine that." "Well, thank you very much." "But I need it done soon." "Let me talk it overwith Pablo, alright?" "Sure." "Alright." "Thanks a lot." "Thanks for everything, man." "Goodbye, Mauricio.Have a good one." "Thank you." "Good afternoon, Colonel." "There's a man on the line claiming to belongto the Medellin cartel." "The cartel?" "Yes, sir.Excuse me." "Hello?" "Colonel Pedregal..." "I've got good newsand bad news." "The good news is thatI'm giving you two options." "The bad news is that youhave to decide immediately." "Who is this?" "Either you accept $100,000every month starting today and give the Medellin cartelthe protection it needs to keep it out ofproblems with the law, or I'll kill your dad, your mom,your uncles, your wife, Maria," "your son, Santiago, your daughter,Pilar... even your grandma!" "And if your grandma'sdead already," "I'll dig her upand kill her again." "Are you threatening me?" "No, sir.This isn't a threat." "Threats are things you promisebut don't go through with." "This is an official notification on behalf of the entireMedellin cartel." "I need you to makea decision right now." "Who is this?" "Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria." "Ready?" "Alright!" "Very good!" "Did you like the toy?" "Yeah." "Let's see it." "Yeah, it's pretty cool." "Your daddy's here." "Major Villamil, how are you?" "Congratulations!" "Your son really admires you." "He's always talkingabout the army." "Right, son?" "Yeah!" "Take it." "It won't burn you!" "Hey, Major... you've got a very handsome boy." "Let's go." "Take care of him." "Bye!" "Call me Uncle Peluche!" "Bye, Uncle Peluche!" "The things we have to do, man!" "Well, the kid's pretty cool." "What's up?" "Pablito!" "Welcome to your country,my friend." "Thanks." "What's up, guys?" "Since they're politicians theyswear they own the streets!" "How are you, Fabricio?" "How's everything?" "Thanks." "Yes, thank you." "Go ahead." "Watch your step." "Thanks, man." "Excuse me, Colonel." "Come in." "Any news from Panama?" "No, sir." "It looks like they're still over there because no one's said anythingabout them in Medellin." "They're going tokeep hiding then." "Well, that's the point, Commander." "For the MR-20 to makea public statement announcing that you absolutely support us." "We won't ever say that." "We reiterate that Colombians should be judged by Colombianlaws, by Colombians, and in our country." "But that doesn't meanwe'll ever say that we supportthe Medellin cartel." "I think that by publiclydeclaring your disapproval of the extradition ofColombians to the U.S.," "I'll be satisfied." "I want you to understand I can'tdecide that on my own." "Talk to them." "Meet with the other commanders." "Tell them about this situation." "Tell them that if they want meto go up to the mountains to meet up with them, I will." "You know very well, I sympathize with the revolutionarycause in Latin America." "Alright." "I remind you, our cause is going through avery important moment right now." "We're in the middle ofpossible peace talks with President de la Cruz's government." "We don't want that processbeing hindered." "Yes, I understand." "All in due time." "We'll go at your pace.That's not a problem." "Pablo... tell me." "What will we reallyget out of this?" "What would our revolution getout of supporting you?" "You know that therevolutionary cause is a very expensiveand tough business." "I'm willing to support youin everything you may need." "Money, weapons,telecommunications, satellite phones, medicine,non-perishables..." "Tell me what you need and I'll get it to you bytonight if you want." "I want to ask you fora personal favor, too." "You mean another favor." "Another favor." "Fabricio, I need to meet withNicaragua's Sandinistas." "All I ask is that youstop leading my brother down the wrong path." "Look, Mireya... have youheard of a guy called..." "I haven't congratulated you." "On what?" "On your second child." "Oh, yeah." "She's a girl.Her name's Daniela." "Your wife just gave birth,and you're here with me." "Don't I have a rightto have girlfriends?" "Oh Lord, please save mefrom these men!" "Please!" "Say please." "Have you heard ofa guy called..." "What do they call him?" "Yuca.-Yeah, Yuca!" "Yuca." "Do you know him?" "He's been friends withChili since he was little." "Can I use him?" "For what?" "For a job.So he can get ahead." "You're gonna turn them allinto murderers now?" "Give 'em a break." "What's up, neighbor?" "What do you need?" "Are you Yuca?" "Yes!" "What you want?" "I need you to accompany me... someone wants to talk to you." "Do you think I'm stupid?" "That I'm going to leave withthe first stranger who asks me?" "You decide, bro..." "I don't need you, but the boss does..." "He has one tough face." "Pablo Escobar Gaviria himself!" "Nice to meet you, man." "What's up?" "It's all good, man." "My friends Chili and Topowere working for you." "But they left because thisplace is full of cops now." "I stayed because I like money." "So, what's up?" "How did you end up here?" "What are you doing around here?" "What's your name?" "Yuca, sir.At your service." "Let me give you some advice, Yuca." "First of all, you have to learnto talk less and listen more." "I'm sorry, Pablo." "I am listening." "For real." "I'm listening." "I have a friend who wants todo a job for another friend." "You do?" "I'll do it, sir." "I guarantee it." "You what?" "How much moneyare we talking about?" "20 million pesos." "Just say what it is.I'll do it." "Give me the location." "Listen to me." "Listen to me" "We need to do this jobto return a favor." "So I want to recommend for you this has to be done fast, clean, and without anyloose ends." "Of course, sir." "That's a guarantee." "With all due respect, bro." "Awesome!" "This is great." "Let me give you anotherpiece of advice." "Get dressed." "Don't forget that what mattersmost is the first impression." "The first impression." "The first impressionis what counts." "You won't regret this." "This just in." "One of the membersof the Medellin cartel, the well-known farmer,Pedro Motoa, has just been arrestedin Madrid, Spain along with Gildardo Rodriguez, an alleged traffickerfrom the city of Cali." "However, there areno charges against neither Motoa norRodriguez in Colombia," "Therefore Spanish authoritieswill consult U.S. authorities to see if they wish to extradite themfor drug trafficking-related crimes." "In other news.." "Damn it, Gildardo!" "I can't belive we are in this hole!" "I can't believe it, brother!" "Getting extraditedis what worries me." "We can't just sit and wait." "The U.S. will send for usany minute now." "No, shut up!" "That can't happen." "I'd rather die first." "We'll have to do something." "We have to find apolitical way out of this." "Political?" "No way." "That's how Pablogot into that mess." "He was going to solveeverything with politics." "Look where we are now.Where are we now?" "So how do we fix this?" "Paying?" "We're not back home." "If they find one thingwe did wrong, they'll hand us right over." "Let's see if I got this right." "You're saying thehelicopter's going to Spain to bust your brotherout of jail?" "Yep.-Exactly." "That's absolutely nuts." "A helicopter?" "As soon as it goes near the building,they'll shoot it down." "You think we justcame up with that?" "No, Pablito." "We have it all planned outwith some pros in Spain." "They assured us they'd get mybrother out without a problem, even if they have tobribe people there." "Julito... the Spaniards areobviously scamming you!" "Maybe you could do thatin a Colombian prison." "You can do anything here." "But in Madrid?" "Come on!" "So, then what, Pablo?" "We let our brother rot in jail?" "There's no process against Pedro that will get himextradited to Colombia." "Listen to me, man." "You think it's hard for Colombia tomake something up in a few days and implicate him in something?" "What?" "Let's go..." "Think about what I'm saying." "Let's talk about it." "Alright, guys." "Trust me.-We'll see, Pablo." "I know.Trust me." "Hey... sorry to wake you up,but it just that I'm worried." "We should've goneto Nicaragua first to see what theseSandinistas are like." "We shouldn't have broughtso much merchandise." "We should've been careful, Pablo." "That's the advantageof being friends with a revolutionary group." "Did the MR-20 help uswith this connection?" "Yes, I asked Commander Fabricioto contact them." "He contacted the Sandinistasand put in a good word for me." "This holds ten pictures." "And this holds two hoursof conversation." "Get some evidence." "We just need oneto incriminate them." "What?" "If you can fly a plane, you know how to usea camera, right?" "How are we doing, Harry?" "Good." "We'll be there in about an hour." "I am relaxed." "Look at this guy." "Stupid kid." "What's wrong?" "He wants me to relax.I am relaxed." "What's the deal, Pablo?" "What are we negotiatingwith the Sandinistas?" "We go to Nicaragua and storethe merchandise there?" "No, we have to wait to seewhat they want in exchange." "What if they don'twant to exchange anything?" "What if they're waiting for usto extradite us to the U.S.?" "Or even worse...what if they're mad because we're fillingNicaragua with cocaine?" "That'd be worse." "Gonzalo, I doubt that'll happen... because this was planned well." "Everything's under control." "Besides, don't forget thatthe Sandinistas are leftists." "They hate gringos." "Don't worry." "I hate leftists.I hate them!" "Then get offor switch seats." "What will it be?" "No, bro.Relax." "You brought this planefull of cocaine?" "Yes, sir." "Just like we agreedover the phone." "What we need to do nowis sit down and see how you're going to helpus unload and store this here." "We're not traffickers, sir." "I'm aware of that." "We're talking aboutbusiness here." "I need to unload and store this, so I can send it little bylittle to Mexico." "And you and your guys canmake some extra cash." "How much moneyare we talking about?" "To be honest, I didn't come hereto negotiate with you." "I don't have time." "The idea is to give you$1,000 for every kilo that we're able toleave in Managua." "Done." "Thank you very much, official." "It's a pleasure." "Guys... help unload." "It's done." "The first storage centering Central America." "Good job, Pablo." "Just so you see." "From here, it'll go straight tothe Bahamas, Puerto Rico," "Mexico... everywhere." "Can you imagine the amount ofmoney we're saving on gas?" "That's what I like the most.We're saving money." "This was the route, Gonzalo.This was it." "That's right." "We just have to give them$1,000 for every kilo that we leave in Managua,that's all." "What?" "What?" "How much?" "$1,000 per kilo." "What $1,000?" "Well, not $1,000,it's $500 plus $500." "Like always." "What do you mean Pablo $500?" "Again, Gonzalo?" "Let's help them out." "Come on, guys.We're leaving." "Hurry up." "Help me out." "Give me one." "Slowly!" "There it is." "You got it?" "On the ground." "We shouldn't be helping them." "This one's for us." "You got it?" "There we go." "On top of the other one?" "Yeah." "Perfect, Silvia." "Thanks, I'll bring it to you later" "Nicky." "Yes?" "Drop what you're doing." "You have to go to Medellin." "What happened?" "They tried killing the trafficker that got away fromColonel Jimenez." "The one they weregoing to extradite." "You think that's linked to Escobarand the Medellin cartel?" "We don't know." "All we know is that the guyis in the hospital, and he's wounded." "The situation is very delicate." "Someone really doesn't want himbeing extradited to the U.S." "Yes, sir.I'll head there right away." "Try to contact the Motoa family." "I want to know what theirposition is in regards to Pedro Motoa's arrest in Spain." "But the traffickershaven't come back yet." "That's what the police think,\ but our correspondents told us that they're all back." "Why doesn't anyone arrest them?" "Because there areno arrest warrants." "They don't even havetraffic violations." "This country's justice systemfalls short, Nicky." "That's what we need." "For you to reopen thecases against my brother." "Two years ago this courtaccused my brother of illegally importing cattle." "Basically, we needyou to do your job and reopen the investigationsagainst Mr. Pedro Motoa." "But Julio, the case was closed." "Yes, I know it's closed, and that's why I'm here withMr." "Ramirez and Mr. Jaramillo." "Prestigiouslawyers in the city." "I think you know them." "Yes, I know them." "That's in case youmay need legal advice." "But..." "No "buts," sir." "Don't make me wasteany more time." "We wouldn't wantthe press to find out that this court isa bit negligent." "Having charges againstMr." "Pedro Motoa and not doing anything aboutit out of sheer negligence would not lookgood to the public." "So that's my concern." "Have a good one." "Thank you." "Gentlemen." "No, no!" "Relax!" "No cars!" "Go, go." "Look at this sissy." "Go, go." "Hey, guys." "Go to bed." "Go home." "Go home, kids!" "Go home!" "How are you, sir?" "Tell him to let go of me." "What am I doing?" "I haven't done anything." "Do I look stupid to you?" "I shot that guy a bunch of times!" "It's not my fault he's so tough." "I'm the tough one, you idiot." "I don't know..." "Didn't you say you were good?" "I am..." "You screwed upon your first job." "No, my job is guaranteed." "If not..." "Relax, I'll pass by one of thesedays to finish it." "Be patient." "Tell him to let go.-Be what?" "Patient." "Please cover his mouth.-This is a free country!" "Shut up!" "My patience is running out." "You have until tonight to findwhat hospital that person is in and you'll wake up earlytomorrow and finish him off." "What did I tell youabout your clothes?" "Get dressed, you pig." "The last impression counts too." "You don't have totreat me that way." "You fat-ass!" "Excuse me!" "Let me through!" "What's up, man?" "How are you, sir?" "What floor, sir?" "I'm going to visit grandma, bro." "You're going to geriatrics." "That's the fourth floor." "Is she sick?" "Yeah, man." "Poor thing.Mine was sick not long ago." "No, Nicky, noone's allowed inside." "Colonel, why do we always haveto have the same argument?" "Because you're stubbornand you always insist." "Besides,..." "He's unconscious.What will you ask him?" "I'm obviously talkingabout when he wakes up." "He's under police custody.You can't go in." "Can you..." "Tell me why?" "Why, what?" "Why he's under custody as if he were the worstcriminal in history?" "I hope she gets well soon." "Sir, you're on the wrong floor.Geriatrics is upstairs." "I'm getting somedocuments from here." "Listen to me, bro." "Geriatrics in onthe fourth floor." "Thanks." "Have a good one." "Colonel." "Go ahead." "They tried to kill that man." "It's likely they'll try again." "That's enough already." "Are there any suspects?" "That's confidential." "Colonel, any news on Topo?" "We don't know anything, Nicky.That's enough." "May I ask one more question?" "Another one?" "Just one." "Is it true that Escobar andthe Medellin cartel are back and that a certainsector of the police is turning a blind eye?" "Good day." "I hope the policedidn't follow you, man." "How'd it go?" "Aren't you going to talk?" "Answer us, boy." "Come on!" "Look, I went to do the job... but I didn't really do it." "I went and I did it, but I didn't do itbecause I got there..." "Why won't you listen?" "I went, but you'renot in my shoes..." "Shut up, bro!" "Lord, I'm begging you..." "What have I done to humanityto get stuck with this kid?" "You haven't done anything..." "Didn't you say thisjob... was guaranteed?" "It is guaranteed." "No, it's not." "You're telling me you didn't do it." "I did do it!" "You're not looking at thisfrom my point of view!" "I went to do it!" "I didn't do it becausethat place looks more like a battalion than a hospital." "Bro, I'm not goingto risk getting killed." "Why don't you giveme a few days?" "You heard that?" "Mrs. Days has spoken!" "How are you, Mrs. Days?" "Is everything okay?" "Forget about extra days!" "Besides, don't come talkingto us about battalions or cops, because the policeare on our payroll." "Do me a favor and geting touch with the Colonel." "You know which colonel it is?" "The one from Bogota." "Jimenez!" "That one!" "The one from Bogota!" "He's the one who's over there." "Pablo, I think that... we'd better do that job later." "We'll tell Mauriciowe'll do it later." "I think so, too.-Shut up." "I don't know, Gonzalo." "If they've got that much protection around the guy then they must bewaiting to discharge him so they can extradite him." "If he gets to the U.S.,what will we tell Mauricio?" "That boy wouldimmediately get to singing, and he'll drag Mauriciothrough the mud." "I can't do that to him." "We can't, under any circumstances." "I'll do the job, man." "You're going to the hospital?" "No, Gonzalo, you're nuts." "That won't happen.I can't risk you like that." "So you want to sendthis idiot again?" "How can you ask me to do that?" "Are you crazy?" "Yes, I understand, but tryto understand me as well!" "Colonel Jimenez arrived from Bogota but I've got nojurisdiction in that!" "What?" "Police uniformsand a patrol car?" "Why do you need that?" "I think someonerecognized me, bro." "Who?" "The one that was there." "There are 200 cops." "Well, one of them." "I'm sorry." "I'm an idiot." "Offering to do this job myself." "I'm just risking my neck." "Not just you." "Shut your mouth." "Yes, sir." "Fix your uniformand walk like a cop." "You're always scolding me, man." "Walk straight, son." "Hey, sweetie." "What a babe!" "What did you say?" "I was just saying, man." "Which one is it?" "Permission to speak, sir!" "Go ahead." "I think the subjectis in danger." "Who's keeping guard?" "Moreno." "Take out the stuff." "Who told you to shoothim in the head?" "Where else?" "In his chest!" "I screwed up, then." "Let's go!" "This guy..." "Damn it!" "The legal situation of the and member of the Medellincartel, Pedro Motoa, is still unresolved." "Colombian authoritieshave already made an official request forextradition to Spain where he's beingcharged with smuggling and illegally importing cattle." "Meanwhile, he is wanted in theU.S. for drug trafficking." "Promise me that the samewon't happen to you." "How would that happen to me when they aren'tinvestigating me and there are nocases against me?" "I already went to Europe, and I'm not interestedin going back there." "There, there, honey." "What happened?" "Let me hear this, Pati.Please!" "Go watch it somewhere else." "What's the problem?" "Pedro Motoa is suspected ofbeing one of the masterminds behind Minister of JusticeRodrigo Lara Bonilla's murder." "On several occasions,Rodrigo referred to him as a mobster belonging tothe alleged Medellin cartel." "It's essential that theSpanish authorities keep this in mind and send these individuals tothe U.S. as soon as possible where, without a doubt, he'llreceive an exemplary sentence." "You know what?" "I'm pissed, man." "Look, I swear on my mother that I'll take that fatman's job from him!" "He's an idiot andI'm taking him down!" "That's all talk!" "It's all the boss, the boss?" "I'll show you who's boss, man!" "I'll start sendingcoke to the U.S.!" "Yeah, right!" "You don't think so?" "Alright, fine, I won't." "I've got information theboss would like to hear." "Come in, Colonel." "Thank you." "Make yourself at home." "Thank you, Mr. Motoa." "A lot of work?" "Yes, sir." "A lot of work." "But that's good." "Thanks." "I can just imagine to what I owethe honor of your visit." "That's right, sir." "So you want me to say it?" "Go ahead." "Take a seat." "Thank you." "Well..." "I have nothing to do withthe things you mentioned." "That's unless you'reaccusing me of something." "It's simple." "You couldn't let him be extradited,so you killed him." "What do you mean "you"?" "We raise cattle here.We're businessmen." "We're not involvedin anything illegal." "That's just why, miss journalist,we are completely sure the Spanish authorities will act wisely." "They'll return mybrother to Colombia without any problemsand as soon as possible." "What if he's extradited to the U.S.?" "Those are accusations thegringos are making up." "They're confused." "Just like the Colonelhe is confused." "Or do you have an arrestwarrant or something like that?" "I mean, if that's the case,there won't be any problems." "I'm at your service." "Thank you very much." "You all killed Minister Lara." "Good evening, sir." "Prove it." "I've got Yuca on my mind." "How come?" "That boy forgot a commandment... do not blaspheme oroffend the great lord." "What did you expect?" "All that idiot does is talk." "He complains too much." "He's not happy with the pay... and he's always saying theboss never does anything but keeps everything." "What are you going to do?" "Hey, Yuca!" "I've got the money theboss owes you for the job." "Count it." "Nah, it's all good.I trust you." "Count it anyway soeverything will be clear."