Celda 211


CELL 211

Valuable objects

are checked in here.

It avoids stealing

among inmates.

They must also turn in cell phones,

belts, blades, razors...

Anything the guard considers

dangerous is removed.

- Shoelaces too?

- Yeah.

You wouldn't believe

what they do with shoelaces.


Don't worry,

you'll get used to it fast.

You'd better. These bastards

end up getting out,

but you have to spend

your whole fucking life here.

You can see it's in fucking shambles.

All they do is patch it up.

We have to wait until

they finish the new center.

The yard is obligatory

from 9 AM until lunchtime.

They have a blast out there.

Playing soccer,

dealing stuff...

They've got it made.

In any case,

these are the calmer ones.

We keep the big shots apart.

We call this patio the strip.

The only air a DSS ever breathes.

"Designated for Special


Murderers, jail breakers,


The best of every home.

We used to mix them with

the others in the cell block,

but they'd go berserk over nothing.

They run the show in here.

Many have AIDS and years left to

serve, so they don't give a f*ck.

Nothing will happen to them

if they cut you, so why hold back?

It gives them status

with the other inmates.

Julian, this is Juan, the new guy.

He starts tomorrow.

Nice to meet you.

Why is he here?

He was bored

so I'm showing him around.

- Don't scare him too much.

- No.

- Bye.

- They're artists.

What is it?

Worse than a musket.

It'll blow a hole right through you.

A piece of pipe

and a spring to fire it.

- Can they get powder?

- They can get anything.

If you've got the dough,

you can have sushi delivered.

How do they get it in?

Family members

during personal visits,

other stuff we get for them...

To find out what's going on,

get in good with one of these boys.

That's how we came across

the musket.

A Colombian named Apache

gave it to us. You'll meet him.

We let him do his thing

and he tells us what's up.

Listen, Juan.

Never trust any of them.

Never forget where you are,

and look them in the eye.

Never let them see you're scared.

In the eye, but watch their hands.

They're like magicians.

Nothing here, nothing there...

and presto.

A nice little spoon.

- Holy shit!

- Damn!


It broke through the net.

- You all right down there?

- We're fine!

Just a close shave!

Kid, are you okay?

- What's wrong?

- Shit, you're bleeding.

Let's take him to the infirmary.

No, let's take him to cell 211.

It's empty.

Why didn't we take him

straight to the infirmary?

I don't know.

Who could have imagined

what was going to happen?

Hey, Malamadre!

Stroll's over!

Everything okay down there?

We're fine!

Just a close shave!

German, get the doctor.

Juan, stay calm.

Look at me. Juan.

Look at me, kid.

Come on.

Look at me, Juan.

Look at me.


Juan, look at me.

Don't close your eyes.

Don't close your eyes!

They're taking the block!

We have to go!


They'll kill us, come on!

We can't leave him!

Come on, let's go!


- Is the block sealed?

- Completely.

Even the security area

is locked down.

Did everyone get out?

Except Julian,

he was watching the strip.

Okay, we screwed up.

We have to locate Malamadre.

I'll bet anything he's behind this.

And he has a hostage.

He has 2.

Where did you come from?

Where did you come from?

Fucking shitty prison guards!

I'll slit your throats and rip off

your balls, you bastards!



Pincho, where's Malamadre?

Downstairs in the shop

with Tachuela and Apache.

Watch cell 211 for me.

Make sure nobody goes in or out.

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Jorge Guerricaechevarría

Jorge Guerricaechevarría (born November 30, 1964 in Avilés, Asturias), also known as Guerrica, is a Spanish screenwriter. He won a Goya Award for the script of Cell 211, adapted from the novel of the same name by Francisco Pérez Gandul. He was also nominated for The Day of the Beast, La comunidad, and The Oxford Murders. In 2008, at the Basque film festival Zinemastea, he received an honorary award recognizing his career as a screenwriter. more…

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