Miguel, where are you? I'm worried. Call me.
We are currently at a historic pace to break voter turnout records.
This speaks to the vibrancy of the Venezuelan democracy.
And what about the accusations of intimidation by president reyes?
I take issue with your question.
It's actually the opposite.
Despite the U.S. and CIA's intrusion into Venezuela's Democratic process...
Our election is fair and free, with overwhelming support for the president.
So you predict he's going to win?
By a landslide.
But if the polls haven't closed yet, how can they be so sure?
They can't.
Reyes wants people to stay home...
To think their vote doesn't matter.
Where are you going?
To do the only thing I can. I'm going to vote.
But how?
Can I come?
I'd like that very much.
You did this to him?
Answer me.
He knows where the missing Americans went.
Do you have any idea how valuable he is?
Get him some food, and call Dr. Guerrero.
Go, now.
Take off his cuffs.
Wow, look at all the people.
I'm sure they're here to vote for you.
Stay with me.
Mr. President...
You need to see something.
Shut down the polls!
Mom, what's happening?
Carlos, come here.
The polls are now closed!
What?
They can't do that.
There's still time left.
It was just announced.
The early votes have been calculated...
And president reyes's lead is insurmountable!
No more voting is necessary!
The precinct is closed!
Look.
Get up!
Get bastos.
Hands up.
Both of you.
Gun.
Slow.
Move.
Slow.
Get inside.
Go fuck yourself.
That was the national electoral council.
They just announced...
The results were fixed.
Reyes didn't win.
When the polls were suspended, you had over 70% of the vote.
So what does this mean?
Another election?
They didn't say, but...
But reyes didn't win.
Mom, come on.
Come on, get up! Mom!
Madame president!