"THOSE WHO IGNORE THEIR HISTORY ARE CONDEMNED TO REPEAT IT." "Mr. Pablo, my apologies on behalf of my men and myself." "Please understand." "Things are rough." "Sorry about the confusion." "Good day." "No problem." "Let's go." "How's it going, Topo?" "I'm done." "Done?" "Sure!" "Chili taught you really well." "How's that dynamite coming along, guys?" "All done, boss." "You know what?" "Load the other barrel with dynamite and put it there." "We'll blow the crap out of them." "You think the man's on that plane?" "Of course." "Why do you think he's my partner?" "That man's the best at this." "We'll see what happens." "What happened to your head?" "What?" "You're going bald." "Listen to you." "Who's balding?" "What's up, buddy?" "How did it go?" "How are you, buddy?" "Buddy!" "How nice!" "Smell this." "I've been doing this for 20 years." "And the plane is full of it." "Let's go grab a drink." "Transatlantico Hotel, please." "Yes, sir." "Suite 1803, right?" "Hold on, sir." "Go ahead, sir." "How's it going, sir?" "You're putting me in a real bind, Pablo." "If anybody sees me here, I'm toast." "Stop complaining." "Let me hug my consultant, my main political advisor." "Hold on, Pablo." "From now on, we're acquaintances." "We're friends." "Friends sounds better." "How are you, Mr. Santorini?" "How are you?" "Can I get you a whisky?" "Fine." "On the rocks, right?" "I have to go back to Bogota today." "We're all here." "Let's get down to business." "What's up?" "Very well." "On August 7, Cesar Gaviria will be sworn into office." "That changes things for you." "What's up with the vote to amend the constitution?" "The people supported that position massively." "Cesar Gaviria will just have to take office, call elections, and appoint those in charge of amending the constitution." "Does that mean it's a done deal?" "That means Colombians support amending the Constitution." "One thing, though." "The court has to review it, but there's no doubt they'll approve it." "Very well." "When the group in charge of the voting get together, we'll start working to eliminate the possibility of extraditing Colombians to the U.S. for good." "I want to ask you for a huge favor and warn you, since you two are close friends of mine." "Be very careful with showing yourselves out in the open, or hanging out where you haven't been invited." "Things out there will get very tough." "Pablo." "A very important post-war writer used to say hatred is worse than a drug addict's passion, which cannot be quenched or defeated." "Frankly, these bombs..." "You know what, Santo?" "I'm addicted to hatred, and we're not talking about bombs." "We're talking about explosions." "We'll bid farewell to Pres." "Vargas with explosions, and we'll welcome the new puppet with explosions, so Mr. Gaviria knows right away who he's dealing with." "No, Pablo." "Let's not complicate things." "We're not complicating anything." "It's a matter of bringing this country to a point, in which they're so scared, so terrified, that the only way out of the cesspool, into which I'll plunge them, will be to negotiate with me and accept all my demands." "Sounds great, Pablo." "But when are we launching the plan we discussed?" "Yeah, well..." "What plan are we talking about?" "Mr. Falcao, as a member of Colombia's oligarchy, and that of Medellin, familiar with the political powers of the rich, this country's fourth power, which controls and manipulates everything, will provide a list of the people we'll kidnap" "to destroy the very foundations of this society." "Oh, my God!" "This is horrible." "My God, poor people..." "Do we have to die like this just because?" "It's not just because... it's because an insane bastard from Medellin wants to set bombs and kill all kinds of civilians?" "What's wrong with that nutcase!" "?" "Calm down." "Our job is to report this." "There's plenty of material." "Don't fall apart." "Yeah." "We have to show the public the horror of such violence." "Let's do it." "Give me a second." "Ready?" "Let's do it." "Three, two..." "Terror has taken over our streets once again." "Today it was in Quirigua, Bogota, where a car bomb full of dynamite exploded." "This place was full of innocent bystanders, who never thought they'd be victims of such an explosion in broad daylight." "I never thought it was a bomb." "I thought it was an earthquake." "Everything was falling on top of me, and since you don't hear the explosion right away." "I noticed she was missing, and that's when I found her... dead." "Yes, General." "I'll keep you posted." "After the bomb in Bogota, they're asking for results." "Colonel, there's something I'd like to say." "After this whole situation, I feel there's something odd." "What do you mean?" "When they talk about the explosion in Bogota, they're pinning it on someone they call "The Grandpa."" "What's wrong with that?" "It's very strange because we'd never heard such a name, and now they're talking about an "Uncle Pepe."" "Hello." "Colonel, I'm here to report that Pablo got lucky this time." "This Pablo was an old man, who almost fell off his chair when we were breaking down his door." "This is unbelievable." "Martin... you think this so-called "Grandpa"" "is actually Escobar?" "It's quite possible." "If it's not him, it could be his second-in-command." "I don't know." "Let's ask the Americans for help." "Let's find out the exact location from where this "Uncle" is calling." "That won't be necessary." "They're calling from a landline." "212-3526." "We're all set then, guys." "Cool." "All done." "We've already lit the next fuse." "Perfect." "We just need Miguel to show up." "Miguel Moreno won't turn up." "I already told you." "He says he's too busy with his things in Cordoba." "He doesn't have time to come to Medellin." "Those are all lies." "He's making that up." "Miguel's not coming because he has to deal with me." "Come on, Pablo." "Your doubts about Freddy Perea may be unfounded, but if they're true, we don't know if Miguel's aware." "That's why I asked him to come over." "I want him to tell me to my face." "Come on, Pedro." "Stop insisting." "When Pablo's stuck on something, there's no changing his mind." "Like this thing with Cali, bro." "What do you mean?" "What thing with Cali are we talking about?" "Still set on that?" "No matter how deep in trouble we are," "I don't forget we're at war with those people." "You're so stubborn, Pablo." "You haven't finished one darn war before starting another." "You made it quite clear to me." ""Fix your problems your way." "I don't mind."" "Do me a favor, though." "Let me solve my problems my way!" "Please!" "Does that mean there are more bombs to come?" "Fortunately we're all alright." "With the car bomb in Quirigua and this one, 26 people have lost their lives, five of which were children, and there are 180 wounded." "That's horrible." "They don't respect anybody's life!" "There are more and more deaths each day." "Like my father used to say, our country is hurting." "You should broadcast it on the news." "We shouldn't do anything on the magazine, though." "We'd be giving this guy more publicity." "We have to analyze the situation from all angles." "We can't bury our heads in the sand." "Aside from being a journalist, you're very familiar with the powers in this country." "What do you think will happen to Pablo Escobar?" "I have no idea." "He's creating fear, and he's cornering the government to secure a negotiated solution." "But we must find a way to stop this madman." "The President won't negotiate." "He already made that quite clear." "He's on the way out too." "Besides, Escobar knows that." "We'll have to wait for Cesar Gaviria to be sworn in." "You think?" "Or wait for the police to catch him." "In the mean time, we must keep reporting the news." "Propose a solution on the newscast or the magazine." "That's impossible, Aguirre." "We're the National Police, yet we must come down here to beg for the address that matches a phone number." "When we located Chili, they gave it to us." "I don't know what's going on, but relax." "They must give it to us." "Good morning." "Good morning." "Are you in charge of phone numbers?" "Yes, sir." "I'm Colonel Martin Pavon, Elite Group, National Police." "Your staff says that in order to obtain the address matching a phone number, information pertinent to an investigation," "I need your permission?" "Colonel, don't get like that." "It's procedure." "Have a seat." "Give me the phone number, and I'll give you the address." "Sweetie!" "Music?" "And a drink..." "Some whisky." "Thanks, honey." "Let's toast..." "Because you're here, honey." "And to you." "Cheers." "Cheers." "Let's dance." "Sure." "I konw..." "I hate it when you're taller than me." "I don't know how many times I've told you." "We're out of here." "Let's go!" "We've got them." "Isn't this wonderful, honey?" "Moments like this should last forever." "Having you near me, like this..." "When will this anguish be over?" "When?" "When are you going to spend more time at home?" "Tell me." "Soon." "We'll be free very soon." "We'll live off the money I've earned all these years." "You know what?" "Sometimes I'd rather not have anything at all... but have you here, without any worries..." "Stop talking nonsense." "I love you with all my heart... and you and you and you..." "I love you." "Love me like you've done so far, unconditionally." "You still love me?" "I'll always love you." "Always, Gonzalo." "You want more?" "You want more?" "If you insist..." "Alright then." "What happened?" "There's nothing here, Colonel." "Excuse me, Ms. Paola." "Give me a minute, please." "Are you ready?" "I'll let you know when, alright?" "Three... two..." "We're broadcasting from Cali where there's been a massacre." "There are 14 dead so far." "When did you know this attack was aimed at Gerardo Carrera?" "We saw them come in..." "Excuse me." "A bomb just exploded at "El Rebajon Drugs."" "Let's go." "I'm sorry." "What's going on in this country?" "Ronald!" "The country's situation is very complicated, Mr. Gaviria." "Car bombs, kidnappings, murders, war between cities, paramilitary forces..." "I understand Escobar's behind the attack in Cali too?" "Escobar had a problem with people from Cali." "I'm no one to remind you, Mr. Gaviria, but from what we've been seen from Escobar in these four years," "I think things will worsen a little after you take office." "You represent Luis Carlos Galan... staunch enemy of the Medellin Cartel." "I'm well aware of that, Mr. Bedoya." "We're already thinking about how to face the Extraditables." "It's clear yet not simple." "That can only be fixed with attorneys or the police." "We opted to combat them." "And my government will continue to do so." "Thinking about negotiating with Galan's killers is unfathomable from any point of view." "When you hear the first explosion, when you attend the funeral of your first minister, when you hear about the first kidnapped, when you hear the clamor of people pleading for the violence to stop and for the lives of the innocent... that day, Mr. Gaviria, you will change your mind." "What's up with you?" "Why are you so lovey-dovey?" "I don't know." "I guess I'm still in love with your beautiful eyes." "Really?" "Remember what I'd say about your eyes when you were little?" "Of course I remember." "What would I say to you?" "The most beautiful eyes in Medellin." "Then I'd kiss one eye, then the other, and kiss your lips." "You're so shameless." "Why don't you say that to me anymore?" "When have you said something nice to me?" "I've always said nice things to you." "I always say, "Oh, you're so annoying."" "You see?" "Oh, honey." "Will you tell me why you're so happy?" "I don't know." "I'm just very happy." "Why?" "What's going on?" "I don't know." "Sometimes life smiles at you, so you've gotta smile back." "Know what I mean?" "What's that?" "Are you a poet now?" "Listen, ma'am..." "If I wanna make love to you right now, who should I talk to?" "Ask me." "Let's see." "May I make love to you?" "If you say what's going on with you." "Tell me why you're so happy." "You always knew you had given us the wrong information." "That's the information that shows up in the system." "If it's wrong, that's not my fault." "So, you're telling me no one gave you money to modify the information you gave us." "Of course not, Colonel." "That's a lie." "He's lying, Colonel." "Let me speak to the gentleman alone, Aguirre." "That's an order." "Pal..." "You and I know Major Aguirre is completely right." "You're lying to us." "But don't say anything." "I'll tell you what's going on." "You won't admit what you did one, because you'll go to jail, or two, because Escobar's people will kill you." "Fine, let's come to a gentlemen's agreement." "Let's speak like men." "I'll guarantee that you won't go to jail, and I'll provide protection for you and your family." "But you give me the accurate data I need." "Do we have a deal?" "Our nation has completed its hardest and roughest electoral campaign in history." "The violence threatened to destroy our core values and principles, and our democracy and freedom." "We lost thousands of good Colombians, among whom were our best and youngest leaders." "Violence knocked at the door of every Colombian and tested the character of our nation." "But what these violent men didn't know was that this country grows against adversity." "In the midst of death and pain, life and hope grow stronger." "Despite the bombs, Colombians showed up to vote massively, in support of a democratic and peaceful country." "What do you guys plan to do with this new government?" "What will you do now that this man assumed the presidency?" "Will you offer to discuss peace or to come to a truce?" "What?" "What will you do?" "Mom, you know we're peaceful men, and we've always pursued and wanted peace in this country." "We'll continue on the same path." "We'll formally invite the national government to talk." "What we'll do is kidnap 17 to 20 distinguished people of the city of Bogota." "Would you like to come interview Father Reyes with me?" "Of course I do, Mrs. Diana." "But, how did you get that interview?" "I got a visit not long ago from a man and a woman from the ERN." "They said they came on behalf of Father Reyes, and that he wanted us to interview him." "That's why they'd been sent." "Are you sure they were guerrilla members?" "Yes, of course." "In fact, the different times we met," "I was watching their behavior, the way they spoke, the way they looked at each other and how they behaved, specifically to be sure that they belong to that group." "I think it's a very important professional opportunity, so I'll go with you." "Besides, it'd be an amazing journalistic piece." "If we achieve what we did with the EMR-20," "I think this would greatly contribute to finding peace in this country." "Yes." "Hello." "Diana Turbay, please." "Yes, hold on, please." "It's for you." "Hello?" "Listen, I'm calling to reiterate Father Reyes's message." "He wants to conduct an interview, and that's why he sent the messengers you spoke to." "Yes, of course." "I think we should meet first to plan everything, right?" "The whole kidnapping idea scares me." "I think it's very dangerous." "No." "No, no, no." "I think it's fine if you have several people hostage and that you feed them, but that could end up badly." "No, no, no." "Either they die, or you have to..." "That's risky for you guys!" "Stop stalking nonsense, Auntie." "Remember that kidnapping is the best weapon against government, so we have them at our feet." "You get it, Auntie?" "Hold on, Gonzalo." "You always go off on a tangent with me." "You don't show me any respect." "You have to be responsible." "What's up with Gonzalo's idea?" "Come here, Pablo." "What does that mean?" "Well, I'm leaving then." "Since you're leaving, why don't you do me a favor, Gonzalo?" "Take my mother to run some errands." "Take her to the grocery store, to church, and then to her appointment with the gynecologist." "Where?" "To the gynecologist, dear." "What do you mean to the gynecologist?" "So what?" "I took your father to the urologist." "That's different." "It's the same thing." "I'm not anyone's taxi driver." "Gonzalo!" "What is it, Auntie?" "In the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit." "May our Holy Mother cover you with her mantle." "Thank you, Auntie." "Don't cover your baldness." "It makes you look interesting." "What baldness?" "Stop covering them!" "No, it's fine like that." "Raise your head and show off your balding head." "It makes you look handsome." "I love you, alright?" "I love you too." "Gonzalo!" "Holy Mary, what does he want?" "What's up?" "Don't try to fool me with the cab, buddy." "You jerk and your cab." "Who said I work for my cousin?" "I'm my own boss." "Short reckonings make long friends!" "You cheap bastard." "What?" "Cheap bastard!" "Listen to you..." "Take care of yourself." "See you later, guys." "R-R-R, everything's cool around here." "Everything's clear, over." "R, copy that." "Buddy!" "Hey, you startled me." "I need to go downtown." "Where?" "Downtown." "I'm not in service." "Okay, fine." "But you have to work, buddy." "Stop, bro." "I'll go with Mr. Gonzalo." "Stop." "Work... this dude doesn't know what work is." "Alright, boss." "Let's keep going." "I'll go with you." "Got it." "Let's do it." "Here, park it and take care of it." "It's my source of income now, bro." "It was a joke." "You can laugh." "I won't need you or anybody." "Go ahead and leave, guys." "Let's go!" "Colonel, the target's back home." "I don't understand your proposal." "Mr. President," "We both know how far The Extraditables will go." "You learned it during your campaign," "I, during the last administration." "Agreed." "I think it's the perfect time to send a message, now that your term's just beginning before the Medellin Cartel starts with its atrocities." "And that message is for them to surrender?" "That's right." "It should be through a decree under which the government guarantees they won't be extradited if they turn themselves in." "Extradition is the only weapon against them." "That's right." "They need to understand that right now we're more interested in ceasing the violence than in extraditing them." "Mr. President..." "I'm sorry to interrupt." "What's going on, General?" "I wanted to inform you of an undercover operation against one of the Medellin Cartel's kingpins that's underway right now." "What's up, honey?" "What's up, sweetie?" "Check out what I'm making for you." "What is it?" "Your favorite stew." "How about that!" "I assume while you were in hiding, you didn't have anybody making it for you, right?" "Alrght then." "But this is the stew I like most." "Keep your hands to yourself!" "Everyone stay put." "Wait for my signal." "What's up, bro?" "Thank God you're here." "It's been quite a few days without a dial tone." "Don't worry, sir." "We'll fix that problem today." "Please do." "It's delicious." "You like it?" "Yeah." "Then let's have some." "Give me another kiss." "That was good." "Ouch..." "These morons found me." "I'd rather die." "Aguirre, what's going on?" "What's the status?" "We're analyzing the situation." "It seems there won't be any fighting because he's alone." "What are you waiting for?" "Move now!" "Yes, sir." "Let's go." "It's time." "Let's go!" "Move it!" "Claudia!" "What?" "What's going on?" "Go upstairs." "Why are you getting that?" "Go upstairs and hide!" "Now, Claudia!" "Come on, you bastards!" "Come on, you bastards!" "Take cover!" "Gonzalo..." "Congratulations." "Mr. President..." "That's so funny." "He hit it on the side..." "You're going to get bruised." "You're so vulgar." "They killed Mr. Gonzalo." "Huh?" "What?" "They killed Mr. Gonzalo." "Having just taken office," "President Cesar Gaviria surprised everyone by announcing that Gonzalo Gaviria, aka El Leon, had been killed by the Elite Forces in Medellin." "Gonzalo Gaviria was Pablo Escobar's cousin and one of the key players in the Medellin Cartel and the self-proclaimed Extraditabless." "Calm down, Pablo." "How do you expect me to calm down, Peluche?" "You heard what they're saying about Gonzalo on TV!" "They keep manipulating the truth and defaming everyone!" "Gonzalo was alone..." "Those criminal cops cornered him!" "He didn't even have a chance to defend himself!" "How do you expect me to calm down?" "!" "Honey, our daughter." "I know our daughter's here!" "What can I do?" "I asked you not to watch news here at home." "Don't tell me about our daughter." "And I also asked you, Mom..." "It's not my fault she had to hear this!" "He was her uncle, Pablo!" "He was her uncle." "He was my brother!" "He was my friend, my partner, my companion..." "How do you expect me to be?" "Happy, celebrating...?" "I can't!" "Pablo, let it all out..." "Mourn your brother." "Life goes on." "Your children are here, and you'll keep going, dear." "You have to keep going, dear." "Cry and scream." "You're surrounded by those who love you." "Cry." "Let your heart and soul have some rest." "Bring me some water." "Go on." "Peluche..." "Come on." "Breathe!" "I can't." "Breathe." "We have to take care of your heart..." "Come on, Pablo." "Please." "No!" "Yeah, you can do it." "You can do it, Pablo." "You can, bro." "Come on." "Drink some water, dear." "There you go." "Drink up, dear." "That's it." "Drink it." "Come on, my dear Pablo." "Come on, honey." "Drink some water, Peluche." "Emilio, if they ever kill me..." "You'll have to take care of everyone." "Everyone." "Yes, sir." "Don't leave me alone." "Never." "There won't be any more deaths." "Relax, alright?"