Murphy and Peña watch the body count rise. They cannot fight tanks with warrants. So Peña descends into the sewer. He makes a pact with a man named Colonel Carrillo—a soldier who has stopped seeing enemies as men and started seeing them as numbers on a balance sheet. Carrillo’s philosophy is simple: Shoot the snake, not the head. He kills Pablo’s lieutenants. He raids Pablo’s mother’s apartment. He brings the war to the door of the innocent.
But he is wrong about that too.
Pablo is not a devil. That is the horror of him. He is a father. He is a son. He plays Tejo with his lieutenants, the smell of gunpowder and beer mixing in the twilight. He pays for a thousand soccer fields for the poor of Medellín. The campesinos call him El Padrino . They do not see the bomb he plants on a commercial airliner. They do not see the stewardess's shoes in the wreckage. narcos complete season 1
By the early 80s, the powder is a river. Miami is a Roman decadence of cocaine and corpses, and the DEA is a laughingstock. Then comes Steve Murphy. He is a gringo from a Virginia tobacco town, a man who thought he had seen evil until he arrived in a city where the traffic cops work for the killers and the air smells like charcoal, cheap rum, and burnt plastic.
His enemies are not the police. His enemies are the extraditables —the politicians in Bogotá who whisper to the Americans. He offers a deal: Leave me alone, and I will stop the killing. The government refuses. So Pablo invents a new mathematics. For every brick of cocaine that lands in Miami, a Colombian policeman dies. For every extradition, a minister's heart stops. Murphy and Peña watch the body count rise
He sends men on motorcycles with Uzis. He empties magazines into a crowded street. He calls the President of Colombia and says, "I own you." And he is not wrong.
He partners with Javier Peña. Peña is the son of a Mexican diplomat, a man who has unlearned hope. He wears a mustache like a statement of surrender and understands the truth that Murphy will learn: The law is a boat. Pablo Escobar is the ocean. He makes a pact with a man named
The season ends not with a bang, but with a filing cabinet. The Colombian government, broken and desperate, signs a new extradition treaty. Pablo reads about it in a newspaper. For the first time, the smile falters. He looks at his wife, Tata. He looks at his son, Juan Pablo. He says, "They will never take me alive."