The first 200 lines.
While inspired by true events, is fiction.
Likeness to real people is accidental.
In the early '90s, Colombia is under a wave of violence.
Drug lords demand that crimes be tried and sentenced in Colombia.
To avoid US deportation, so called "Extraditables"
apply pressure in every imaginable way.
Kidnapping being one of them.
FOCINE A COMPANY FOR THE PROMOTION OF FILM
What is this?
It's by a young filmmaker.
It's called Typical Colombian Party.
Is a documentary?
I don't know really.
THE TYPICAL COLOMBIAN PARTY IS CALLED
WAR
What he wants?
Post-production financing.
This year, 102 bombs were put in public places.
Four hundred and thirty-five police officers killed.
A hundred and eleven travelers blew up midair on an Avianca plane.
Thousands of deaths related to drug trafficking.
This means we hold
the sad record as the most violent country in world.
How long will we allow the assassination of our leaders?
Murdering innocent people.
THIS WAR WAS STARTED BY THE COLOMBIAN RIGHT
THE RIGHT FERTILIZES THE LAND
WHERE DRUG TRAFFICKING FLOURISHES
NEPOTISM
CORRUPTION VIOLENCE
YOU CANNOT SERVE PEOPLE
AND MONEY AT THE SAME TIME
I've lost my patience with these filmmakers.
Our country can't finance this.
We resume tomorrow.
We need to send the program with the projects we approved.
Help with that, please. I don't have the head for it now.
Our justice system is a real piece of crap!
I object, Mr. President.
It is crap!
If we're unable to try our criminals in Colombia,
they'll face the law in the USA.
The real democrats are going to vote in favor of extradition,
so that drug traffickers will pay for their crimes.
Yes to extradition.
Yes to the extradition treaty!
Silence, please.
Order in the court.
Representative Juan Moreno, your turn.
What a brave speech.
Maruja wrote it.
Maruja wants to get rid of you, Alberto.
Dear Alberto,
for now I prefer writing to talking.
Yes.
Believe it or not, I won't talk.
There are no fights, no complaints.
We've just drifted apart.
Very far apart.
Alberto
RODRIGO D. NO FUTURE
See you tomorrow, Rocio. Goodbye, send my regards.
Are you coming with me?
Sure, great. Thanks. See you tomorrow.
It's so cold.
What's this?
Ángel, this is for your son.
You shouldn't have, Mrs. Maruja.
No problem, it's from Andrés.
Andrés, of course.
How did he remembered my son's birthday?
How many kids do you have?
Four.
Three girls, and now a boy.
The poor boy has four mothers.
WE PREFER A GRAVE IN COLOMBIA THAN A CELL IN THE USA
"THE EXTRADITABLES"
What happened?
Go, go!
Oh, my God.
-Close the door, damn it! -Take my purse!
Son of a bitch!
Get out.
Go on, get out!
Get them.
Come on!
Keep your head down.
Okay, let's go!
To grasp its conception, I will contextualize the concept.
Extradition is a mechanism of international cooperation
to combat crime and end impunity.
It's a special procedure that ends with the issuance
of a complex administrative act.
For its preparation and execution, several bodies concur...
NEWS OF A KIDNAPPING by Gabriel García Márquez
The abduction of Maruja Pachón and Beatriz Villamizar seems
and daughter of former president Turbay and Nydia Quintero.
Diana was kidnapped two months ago
along with a team of journalists.
Days later Francisco Santos was kidnapped
a journalist and son of Hernando,
Also, Marina Montoya,
of whom there is no proof of survival.
This case only confirms the climate of extreme violence stifling the country.
No one's safe, mainly those who publicly oppose the tyranny of fear
imposed by drug traffickers.
Let's remember that of the hundreds kidnapped in recent years
the only ones who survived
were those who accepted the captor's conditions.
For those who've not wanted to give in, the outcome has been fatal.
Stay down.
Efrem.
Go up by Jacinto's store, the man is informed.
Copy that, boss.
I can't breathe.
I can't breathe. I can't.
Just breathe calmly.
Please.
Cooperate with us and nothing happens.
We want to send a message from the guerrilla.
Which guerrilla?
The M19.
If you behave and help us, you'll be home soon.
If not, you'll be found in a gutter full of flies, okay?
So, shut up, you bitch.
This is, obviously, a pressure exerted by drug traffickers.
The government, through President Gaviria,
said that unless the Extraditables
stop the terrorist attacks and free hostages,
he's not willing to talk or to open up to any possible negotiation.
Excuse me.
I'm making a statement.
Here's my watch.
This is all I have of value.
I swear. I don't know what I got here, see.
Thank you.
-Shit, bro. Just what we needed. -What's wrong?
Keep quiet.
Stay calm.
There's an accident and this shit isn't moving.
Okay, bro, I'll try to open the jam from here
but you have to get out of there, bro.
No, no, no. There's no way out.
Why are we stopping?
Turn around. Stay quiet.
Don't touch me!
Stay still and quiet.
Let me go, please.
Keep quiet.
What's wrong with you?
Everything is fine, relax.
Take it easy, man.
Get out.
Go, you idiot, go!
Get the license plates.
-EK0917. -EK0917.
There you go.
Let me go home, please.
Keep quiet. You're driving me crazy.
Ready, boss. We're on our way.
Tell Jacinto to wait just a little more.
Dad!
What?
-What is it? -Nothing!
Come here!
Some exercise would do you good.
I'd love to but I have school.
Who needs school?
You're a cool mom.
So hurry up, you'll be late.
-A friend is picking me up. -What?
Quit being paranoid, Mom.
I've told you many times.
You can't go alone, we have a driver.
-Yes, his name is Ángel. -Who protects us. He's waiting.
What's that?
Okay, Mom. You're right.
No, I'm all sweaty.
You look beautiful, Mom.
What's more, you even look a little younger.
Idiot.
Hey!
And that bear?
It's a gift for Ángel's son.
Is it his birthday?
Yes, it is.
Thank me later, I knew you'd forget.
-Bye, I love you. -Love you!
Is everything okay?
Yes, boss.
The Cab hasn't come.
Whatever you say.
PRIVATE PROPERTY NO ENTRY
Boss, turn around.
Where's the next car?
It's a bit delayed.
An accident in Las Lomas.
Relax, they're close.
-They're bringing the other one. -Who?
She was with someone. We had to bring her too.
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