﻿And I'm here on duty, bastards ...
﻿Who are you with?
﻿You're going to have to wait for me, bastards.
﻿Yes.
﻿Where are you?
O﻿kay. No, no, to me ...
﻿Here, I just need to...
﻿clean the arse of Sleeping Beauty
﻿and I'll head over there.
﻿No, Sleeping Beauty is going to knock you out,
﻿she's glamorous, but freaky...
﻿I call her the blond corpse.
﻿No, dammit, she's not dead, no.
﻿She's been in a coma for eight months ﻿or something like that.
﻿If you wait a second, I'll send you a little treat.
﻿A little treat.
I'll tell ﻿you what it is, it's not a treat, dude.
﻿You'll freak out.
﻿Hang up now. Ciao
﻿Firstly: the body of a woman
﻿is to bw treated with respect.
﻿Second.
﻿Don't take photos of naked women without their consent.
﻿I'm going to shove your phone up your arse, dickhead.
﻿Well, girls,
﻿I have a question for you.
﻿For you, when does a person die?
﻿When their heart stops
﻿or when you forget who they are?
﻿You know that I have Alzheimer's.
﻿And I don't want to become a vegetable.
﻿I don't want them to spoon feed me.
﻿I don't want to have to change diapers...
﻿That is the future.
﻿The present...
﻿I'm going to lose my past.
﻿And I don't want to become a body without memories.
﻿Who will help me?
﻿I agreed with mami that was going to help her.
We had some pills saved,
﻿but they were taken in the search the other day.
﻿I can't do it.
﻿Okay? I know I've been killing myself ﻿with drugs for years,
﻿but no, no.
﻿I can't kill a friend.
Any of you?
﻿Are you asking us to kill you?
﻿I'm asking you to help me live
﻿until I can't live with dignity.
﻿I thought I’d cut my veins
﻿so as not to put you through this,
﻿but since I'm Catholic...
﻿Yes, yes, you are very Catholic, very Catholic,
﻿Well, you did burn your husband, eh?
﻿But the truth
﻿is that I can't do it alone.
﻿I have no courage.
﻿And what do you think,
﻿that it's easier for us?
﻿I don't think I could kill anyone.
﻿And least of all you.
﻿Sole, I would kill you if I disliked you,
﻿but I like you.
﻿I don't know what we're talking about now.
﻿Are you crazy?
﻿It's just that what you're asking us, Sole,
﻿It's too hard.
To ﻿kill you.
﻿It's hard, yes.
﻿I'm not asking you to kill me,
﻿I'm asking you for an act...
﻿of love,
o﻿f compassion...
﻿It's the last favour I ask you as...
﻿As friends.
﻿They will move me from here soon.
﻿I will be surrounded by strange people.
﻿Far from my world,
﻿Away from you, from my friends,
﻿from my family...
﻿And I have the right to decide...
﻿when...
﻿and how.
﻿So...
﻿Who is going to kill me?
﻿Altagracia...
﻿I'm going to show you something.
﻿Sandrita
﻿That's what I called her when we first met.
﻿She was the most beautiful and shy girl...
﻿in college.
﻿It was enough to look at each other just once ﻿and realize, in silence,
﻿with a smile, this was going to be for life, for eternity.
﻿My first daughter
﻿Changing her diapers.
﻿Your daughter is very pretty.
﻿So your wife already knew you were ﻿abusing prisoners?
﻿Or only suspected it?
﻿Maybe she thought you did the same ﻿with your daughters...
﻿Could you contain yourself, Carlos?
﻿Because I don't think so.
﻿In life there's only one certainty,
﻿and that's we are going to die.
﻿But building a life is something that takes a lot of effort,
﻿a lot of self-control.
﻿Every day of my life I had to make deals...
﻿with the best and the worst of me.
﻿And with the best and the worst of others.
﻿Deals.
﻿our only deal...
﻿left with the destruction you caused,
﻿Altagracia...
﻿Tell me something, Altagracia.
﻿What did my wife feel before she died?
﻿When she began to feel that her lungs were ﻿filling with water,
﻿that life was fading away...
﻿Did she have seizures?
﻿Did she have spasms?
﻿Tell me something, Altagracia.
﻿Was Sandra conscious...
﻿before she died?
﻿They are going to move her to a center ﻿for troubled prisoners.
﻿Zulema,
﻿I'm personally going to make sure she's all right.
You didn't stop them raping her.
﻿And now you care about her?
﻿Who are you, Hierro?
﻿The motherfucker who sends a girl to the slaughter?
The kid who regrets it later?
﻿It's clear to me.
﻿But I'll tell you one thing. I prefer the motherfucker.
﻿I prefer to hate you than to feel sorry for you.
﻿Me, on the other hand, I feel sorry for you.
﻿Yes? Don't bullshit me... ﻿Yes, I feel sorry for you.
﻿If you had confessed earlier where Altagracia was,
﻿your daughter wouldn't be here, but you're so proud
﻿that she's paying for that. Feel the guilt.
﻿Guilt is useless.
﻿It's the most useless emotion of all.
﻿Also, you and I have already reached the next stage.
﻿Oh yeah? And what is that?
﻿What is it? ﻿We are enemies now.
﻿You fuck with me and I’ll fuck you up.
﻿They say that as an enemy, I'm awesome.
﻿Relax, I'm going to join the madhouse.
﻿Not now, Saray. ﻿It's your daughter.
﻿She left it on top of your bed.
﻿You were right.
﻿You are a shit mother.
﻿What is it then, that binds me to you?
﻿An umbilical cord that they forgot to cut?
I ﻿tried to break it.
﻿with my hands, with my teeth...
﻿All my life.
﻿And I know you have too.
﻿I know you've tried to forget me,
﻿that you held out until the end before betraying Altagracia...
﻿I know you've been betrayed.
﻿But if we have something in common, Zulema,
﻿it's that neither of us has managed to cut that cord.
We are bonded
﻿as much as it hurts us both.
﻿I wanted to hug you before I left,
﻿but I'm not going to do that.
﻿You know why?
﻿Because I know you would reject me,
﻿even if you wanted to hug me too.
﻿And because I'm starting to be more like you, I ﻿suppose.
﻿I'm starting to be a real bitch.
﻿And I like that...
﻿and, at the same time, it scares me.
﻿Before saying goodbye,
﻿I have a question.
﻿What name did you give me at birth?
﻿I know that "Fatima" was given to me ﻿by my grandmother.
﻿But what name did you give me?
﻿I want to recover it.
﻿Get out!
﻿You are too much Maca.
﻿You just woke up from a coma
﻿and you already put a nurse on leave...
﻿That pig is not going to send anymore Snapchats ﻿to his mates with my photos...
﻿How are you?
As good as can be expected.
﻿As if I had been dead for eight months
﻿and was resurrected.
﻿What the hell are you doing here?
﻿What?
﻿I was hoping to open that door
﻿and find that you had escaped.
You have to take me to Cruz del Norte, right?
﻿Yes. And I'm getting old,
and I don't really fancy returning to that place...
﻿Sandoval is now the director.
﻿And things are screwed up, Maca.
﻿Really screwed up.
﻿Is Curly okay?
﻿Kabila is fine, but she's in isolation,
﻿and she's going to stay there for a long time.
﻿Why?
﻿Well, because it's a private jail.
﻿Do you need anymore explanation?
﻿It's a shithole without law.
﻿They privatize everything.
﻿Prisons, schools, hospitals...
﻿They claim that it's to make them more efficient,
﻿but it doesn't make them better, just more cruel.
﻿Cruz del Norte is a fucking multi-million business.
﻿I'm retiring.
﻿You're retiring?
﻿There at last?
﻿The great Castillo goes to Cuba to drink mojitos.
﻿And to toast Communism
﻿before the Yankees arrive and screw everything up.
﻿I'm coming with you.
﻿I'm coming with you, Castillo.
﻿I want to live.
﻿But live for real.
﻿Not locked in a prison or restrained ﻿to a fucking shitty couch.
﻿I have to escape
﻿or I'll die.
﻿Listen to me carefully...
﻿Right. I know already what you're going to say, ﻿there you go.
﻿Get through the years I have left,
﻿they'll give me parole and all the usual shit...
﻿Listen to me, dammit.
﻿Tomorrow is my last day of service.
﻿It's the last time I can do anything for you.
﻿At 2 pm I will come back for you to take you to testify.
﻿And when we're in court, you'll take my gun,
﻿and you’ll leave with my car.
﻿It will take me half an hour to report it.
﻿In the glove compartment of my car
﻿You'll have false documents and money.
﻿Enough to start from scratch
﻿and to get as far away from here as you can.
﻿Tomorrow you'll be free, Maca.
﻿I see that you're keeping up public decency.
﻿Get dressed.
﻿I've been told that Curlu is in isolation...
﻿And?
﻿When my little girls overcame a disease,
﻿the flu, sore throat or whatever,
﻿I always brought them some little present
﻿or invited them to have a snack or ice cream
﻿or I took them to the movies.
﻿I rewarded them for having overcome the disease with courage.
﻿What would be a fair prize ...
﻿for a person who just came out of the coma?
﻿Well, I can think of many things.
﻿Let me see Curly.
﻿Do you know what I love?
﻿That despite your efforts to try to hide
﻿behind that mask of a dangerous prisoner.
﻿I keep seeing...
﻿the same woman I met the first day.
﻿That frightened, weak, fragile girl...
﻿Even clumsy, I would say.
B﻿ut sensitive.
﻿And with an huge need
﻿for affection.
﻿With regards to Kabila,
﻿I regret to inform you that I am going ﻿to disappoint you
﻿because for that girl
﻿A long time in isolation awaits her, you know?
﻿You're still the same pig I remembered.
﻿What are you so hostile.
﻿You should be grateful.
﻿How is it, then, that such an unpleasant and ﻿disgusting person
﻿you think I am, is going to take the job ﻿and the responsibility
﻿to come and visit you every week,
﻿by your side,
﻿next to your bed?
﻿I never let you down...
﻿You didn't lack affection for a single day.
﻿And, if I had my way,
You wouldn't miss it, ever.
﻿Open module three.
﻿For entry of the prisoner Macarena Ferreiro.
﻿Where the fuck do you think you're going,
﻿Newbie?
﻿Hey, Blondie!
﻿Surprise!
﻿What a joy it is to see you, girl!
﻿Maca!
﻿Oh, I can't wait to hug you!
What a bitch...
﻿You've come out of the coma and everything, huh?
﻿I wouldn't give you a hard time, you know.
﻿Maca
﻿I knew you would come back. I knew it.
﻿I knew it.
﻿And Zulema?
﻿They told me that you took me out of ﻿the washing machine.
﻿I appreciate it.
﻿I did it to kill you myself.
﻿I'm not going to make it easy for you.
﻿Relax, I don't feel like it right now...
﻿I came in here for an imbecile.
﻿Because I fell in love with a ﻿fucking asshole
who made me steal from his company.
﻿Then, I wanted to take control of the prison...
﻿to survive.
﻿And, now, the only thing that matters to me
﻿I want to get out of this fucking cage.
﻿I understand you now.
﻿Cut the crap.
﻿I'm on the next level already.
Of revenge?
﻿Sandoval?
﻿Getting out of here is important,
﻿but first you have to kill The Barbie.
﻿Zulema, I have as many reasons as you
But suppose you manage it...
﻿Who do you think will come after? Mother Teresa?
﻿Another motherfucker will come.
﻿Because the problem is not Sandoval,
﻿the problem is the system,
﻿and that, not even the great Zulema can change.
﻿How's it going...
﻿Look, an officer gave me this watch at the entrance.
﻿Yes, it's the watch that my father left me.
﻿I thought he was going to make me a millionaire, ﻿but no.
﻿This is what he left for me.
﻿And you want me to keep it?
Yes.
﻿Piti, no strings attached, really.
﻿I just can’t keep it in here.
﻿And keep it locked up some place...
P﻿iti, forgive me.
﻿If you don't like it, no problem, it can go ﻿in the safe box, okay?
﻿I love it.
﻿Let's see, it's ugly as shit,
﻿and it's, what, forty years old, at least?
﻿No, but I'll take it.
﻿That's how I remember you.
﻿And?
﻿Since we've taken this step ..
H﻿ow about.
We have an intimate visitation?
﻿Or not, I mean I'm fine like this, right...
﻿No rush. I don't know, maybe something's ﻿on your mind.
﻿I feel scared, Piti.
﻿Afraid of what?
﻿That it's a disaster?
﻿Afraid that it's awesome...
﻿and I can't get used to not feeling you every day ...
﻿Hey, you can't touch!
﻿Forgive me.
﻿What?
﻿You're a nasty piece of work, right?
﻿What do you want?
﻿You killed people.
﻿Well, yes.
﻿And inside here too.
﻿Well, yes.
﻿And how do you do it?
﻿You want to kill Blondie, right?
﻿Because she's going out with Curly...
﻿I've caught you already. Motherfucker...
﻿How would you do it?
﻿Well, I don't know, there are many ways to kill.
You have the knife, drowning...
﻿the washing machine, the iron, thrown over the handrail,
﻿punched in the face, burning...
﻿No, not like that.
﻿Do you want me to suffer?
﻿No.
So why would you kill her?
﻿It doesn't matter. ﻿Wait, wait. Look.
﻿There are three important points to consider when choosing to kill someone.
﻿Point number one.
﻿Do you care about this person?
﻿She matters to me.
﻿Point number two.
﻿How fucked up is it for you to kill this person?
﻿Very.
﻿Point number three, and the final one.
Do you have the balls
﻿to look her in the eyes when you do it...
﻿Honestly?
Yes.
﻿The truth is, no.
﻿Well, if we take away the knife, the best method ﻿is the pillow.
﻿A pillow? ﻿Yes, suffocate her with a pillow.
﻿She'll resist a little, kick out, but in a minute...
﻿Wham! Into the other world.
﻿And let me know when you're going to do it
﻿I want to fuck her first.
﻿Well I'm telling you now.
﻿Go for it.
﻿I’m going to win.
﻿Don't use witchcraft and things like that, that's cheating.
﻿What cheating? Come on...
﻿Don't look at Tere with that expression ﻿on her face.
﻿Oh, my girl... Oh, my girl, you look bad.
﻿That shit you take is getting worse, eh?
﻿Get rid of it. Don't blow on the dice, ﻿you'll fill them with drool.
﻿Tere.
﻿Is everything alright?
﻿No, Piti said that...
﻿He told me to arrange a visit between ﻿us alone.
﻿Oh, a visit alone... He wants to fuck you, right?
﻿He wants to fuck you. ﻿Ole, ole and ole!
﻿Tere is very happy
﻿because Tere is going to eat a sirloin.
A sirloin of the crotch. ﻿Sirloin she says...
﻿Oh Tere, girl...
﻿I don't even remember when ﻿the last time was.
﻿Well, if I tell you mine...
﻿It was twenty euros for the whole thing ﻿and very fast.
﻿Oh, what a pity, my girl.
﻿Tere, so is this thing with Piti serious?
﻿I don't know.
﻿Oh, my girl, life is giving you some very nice letters.
﻿Well, I don't know, mami, life has not given me shit, eh?
﻿Have you seen me naked in the shower?
﻿I'm a bag of bones, girl, all full of holes,
﻿stitching and scars ..
T﻿he other day I lost half a tooth... A bit there
﻿Look, Tere,
﻿that guy could have left me at the cemetery,
﻿at the first visit and ten minutes ago, and has he done that?
﻿Has he done it?
﻿No, he has not. ﻿Not at all.
﻿And what is he doing? Asking to see you alone.
﻿He wants it, honey.
﻿You have him eating out of your hand.
﻿It's been many years, okay? There are many things.
﻿I'm going to blow it...
﻿Oh, my girl... Come on, whiner,
﻿You've got to get rid of that tension that you have.
﻿Loosen up! ﻿The truth, is that I'm going...
﻿He’s going to put his hand on me and ﻿I'm going to run, you know?
﻿Like a teenager.
﻿Be brave.
﻿What you have to do is go in like the devil.
﻿What you have to do is play with yourself ﻿before going,
﻿as men do to calm the anxiety.
﻿Don't be sluts, please...
﻿Slut, she says, all sanctimonious. ﻿Mother of mine
﻿Look what I have here for you.
﻿Take it. Go on.
﻿Is this Anabel's comforter?
﻿Now we call it Cherokee.
﻿Your buddy Cherokee...
﻿Dammit no, no, no, no... I can't.
﻿Why not? What are you saying? ﻿Come here.
﻿Don't be silly. I have a waiting list.
﻿And a little prophylactic thing.
﻿No, that gives me a bad feeling. A bad feeling?
﻿Look, what you have to do is catch Cherokee,
﻿and give your whole vagina a good going over.
﻿And you'll see how to get to the vis a vis
﻿with a heart-rate smoother than a clock.
﻿Take it, here. Come here, Tere.
﻿Come here. Come over here, girl.
﻿This is the hand of a saint. Telling you it's blessed.
﻿Oh, man, but why did I ask you for advice?
﻿Go on, have a go inside.
﻿Also, for starters, it's a perfect size.
﻿Dirty girl. Go on. Go on.
﻿I'm going to practice, don't bother me.
﻿Leave me alone.
﻿Give her water. Give her water.
﻿Do you know what I hate most about this prison?
﻿In your mouth.
﻿There.
What...
﻿What I hate the most
﻿is that they tell me when I have to ﻿brush my teeth.
﻿The rules.
﻿Tell me what I can do and what ﻿I can't do.
﻿And when I have to do it, and how ﻿I have to do it?
We all have the right to decide on the most sacred thing.
﻿How to live...
﻿and how to die.
﻿You know?
﻿When I looked at my Star...
﻿so tiny, with all those cables,
﻿the only thing I could think was ...
﻿My God, for God's sake, don't let her suffer,
﻿that she's not suffering
﻿Because I swear I could feel...
﻿her anguish in me.
﻿And I was like, if they come and tell me
﻿that there is no cure,
﻿release her...
﻿And so?
﻿I love you very much,
﻿and I swear to God
﻿that before these bastards move you,
﻿I'm going to help you to die.
﻿I'll help you.
﻿It's strange to see you here,
﻿in a cell.
﻿Two weeks ago my daughter was there.
﻿Look, if you want my condolences,
﻿look for another prisoner, because I won't.
﻿She is dead.
﻿According to the official version,
﻿she jumped from a helicopter a thousand meters high.
﻿Strange way to escape, right?
﻿Look Zulema,
﻿I lost my son because of you.
﻿I lost my family because of you.
﻿In fact, I lost everything because of you.
﻿You deserve everything bad that happens to you.
﻿Whatever you say...
﻿Do you know why I went to jail the first time?
﻿For killing the man who snatched ﻿my daughter at birth.
﻿Did that change the world?
﻿Did that change things?
﻿I lost everything.
﻿But I would do it again a thousand times,
﻿because that pig deserved to die.
﻿Killing Sandoval may not change anything.
﻿Maybe.
﻿But I'll tell you one thing, Blondir.
﻿Sometimes you have to do what ﻿needs to be done.
﻿No more.
﻿And when I'm at the gates of hell,
﻿and I'm asked by Beelzebub.
﻿What have you done to deserve so much fire?
﻿I will answer.
﻿Killed two motherfuckers.
﻿Goodnight.
﻿A memorable day.
It will remain in the annals of the history ﻿of the Gruz family.
﻿At last, the two contracts that ensure
﻿the next two Cruz prisons. Congratulations, Magdalena.
﻿That's why I'm here, Sandoval.
﻿I want to specify the new management of these prisons ﻿as soon as possible.
﻿I’m going to be honest.
﻿It's not easy to find someone who ﻿understands this business.
﻿Someone who takes it on board as it is. ﻿Right...
﻿Prisoners are the mistakes of society,
﻿and who wants to take on those mistakes?
﻿Who wants to look them in the face?
﻿That's why I admire your work, Sandoval.
﻿You have guts.
﻿I want you to be the new supervisor
﻿of all the Cruz prisons.
﻿A kind of super director.
﻿What do you think?
﻿Are you all right?
﻿It's as if... As if the world had stopped.
﻿I feel at peace.
﻿This is so much better than a fix.
﻿I feel beautiful for the first time in ﻿a very long time.
﻿Sole,
﻿I have to go.
﻿I'm going to court for the Chinese issue,
﻿and?
﻿Well, I didn't want to leave without..
﻿Without telling you that I love you very much.
﻿I love you too my girl.
﻿Really very much.
﻿What happened with the Chinese?
﻿Have the Chinese done anything to you?
﻿You know?
﻿Deep down, I envy you a little.
﻿There are many things that I would like to forget..
﻿See you later.
﻿Come on, Sole, finish that quickly, we're leaving.
﻿We're going, where?
﻿They're moving you to the new center.
﻿But the transfer is not for four days.
﻿Change of plans. ﻿It came from the top.
﻿Come on! All right. Go. Move!
﻿What are you doing? Where are you going?
﻿Don't! No, no, no!
﻿Just a moment! Just a moment!
﻿I have to talk to Sandoval, he is aware of everything.
﻿Besides, I didn't say goodbye to my friends...
﻿Well, you send them a little letter later. Go on, go!
﻿Let's go! Go! Move! ﻿I don't want to!
﻿I don't want to! No! I don't want to!
Are you going to leave her or what?
﻿That's enough. V﻿argas, sit down.
﻿I don't feel like it. I can't fucking do that.
﻿You can't fucking do that? ﻿No I can't...
﻿Bastard! Bastard, Motherfucker!
﻿Stop.
﻿Let there be peace.
﻿Didn't you want me to be a motherfucker? ﻿Here it is.
﻿That is not a motherfucker.
﻿That is as a teenager trying to make the grade.
﻿And here, we are adult women.
﻿And we usually talk to fix things. Sole...
﻿she's only asking to go down to Sandoval ﻿so she can talk to him.
﻿Close your fucking mouth. Who do you think you are?
﻿A trade-union clown?
﻿That's good, man. Clown yes, trade-union no.
﻿I'm just asking you to go down to Sandoval.
﻿Don't get involved.
﻿Sit down.
﻿Come on, Sole. Sit down! ﻿Or else, what?
﻿Sit down. Sit down! ﻿Or else, what?
﻿If not, I'll smash that cute little face.
﻿Shut up!
﻿Do you know what you're about ﻿to become?
﻿Well, a miserable ex-convict with a wife
﻿and two children, surely you give them a beating.
﻿At last you've become your father, Hierro... ﻿Is that not what you wanted?
﻿Hierro! What are you doing, you fucker?
﻿Stop it, dammit!
﻿Not like that, Hierro!
﻿Take it away! Take it easy! Stop!
﻿Motherfucker! Bastard!
﻿Motherfucker!
﻿Sandoval, I need you to come down to the dining room,
﻿it's out of control.
﻿Maximum alert.
We need you to come down.
﻿Wait for me here in the corridor.
﻿Hierro, do me a favor and calm down?
﻿Clam down. Calm down. Relax.
﻿I won’t allow it.
﻿You're staying here. You're not leaving here.
﻿And what I promised you, I'll fulfill it.
﻿What the fuck is going on?
﻿Sandoval
﻿Oh, Sandoval.
﻿You promised me...
﻿that I was going to be moved from here in four days.
﻿I know that everything went ahead early, ﻿and I understand,
﻿but I need, please, that you leave me here one day,
﻿because I have to put things right.
﻿I have to say goodbye to my friends,
﻿Say goodbye to Cruz del Norte and... ﻿Oh, Sole. Sole.
﻿Because all of this?
﻿You know you could talk to me and I ﻿never failed you.
﻿Never. ﻿But I couldn't.
﻿I never failed you. ﻿But look, Sandoval...
﻿I have always given you everything you wanted and more.
﻿So I can stay until tomorrow?
S﻿ole, Sole, Sole...
﻿Not like this.
﻿Take her to the transfer truck right now!
﻿Sole leaves and that's it!
﻿Sole is not going anywhere.
﻿She's not going, dammit!
﻿Sole stays!
﻿Sole's not going! She's not leaving!
﻿Sole is not leaving!
We need reinforcements in the dining room.
﻿Officers, we need reinforcements now.
﻿Sole is not leaving! Sole is not leaving!
﻿What are you doing?
﻿I don't know... fucking at all up again, ﻿what am I to do.
﻿Don't you realise that this is the ﻿last chance you have
﻿to be free? ﻿Yeah, I know.
B﻿ut I wouldn't be entirely free.
﻿Because I would be thinking about all the shit ﻿I left here.
﻿So long, Castillo.
﻿Thanks.
﻿For everything.
﻿Sole is not leaving! Sole is not leaving!
﻿Sole isn't leaving! Sole...
﻿Today was not your turn to die, imbecile.
﻿Stop this! Move in!
﻿Crush them!
﻿Listen to one thing clearly,
﻿fucking demon from hell.
﻿I can assure you that you're going stay in isolation
﻿until all you want to do
﻿is to tear out that fucking heart
a﻿nd eat it...
﻿Let go of Zulema, motherfuckers.
﻿War!