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[heart beating]

[orchestral music playing]

[sweeping instrumental music playing]

-[gulping]
-[dish taps on table]

[chair squeaks]

I remember I used
to look at you and say, "Hey!"

"One day, I wanna be like that guy."

You'd show up
in those cars with all those babes,

with weapons, giving away money.

That was really cool.

[clicks tongue] You had a red convertible.

A Mazda Miata.

I liked that car.

What did you do with it?

[sighs]

I had to pay a debt. It's gone.

I remember this one time you came
to town, and the car was filthy.

I said, "Want me to wash it, boss?"
You said yes.

Do you remember?

[exhales heavily]

Man,
there were so many kids on that block…

[young man] You rubbed my head.
You gave me the keys.

The guys you were with
were laughing their asses off

'cause I didn't know how to start the car.

It was on Little Candles Day.

The day
that disloyal stutterer was killed.

There were so many fireworks,
everyone was shocked

when that snitch was killed.

I gave it back nice and clean.

You gave me five grand.

That was the first money I made.

I spent it on fireworks with my buds.

Look at us now, Pecoso.

[sighs]

[fan whirring loudly]

You know what?

[high-pitched ringing]

The problem is between you and Don Óscar.

Let me talk to him,
and we'll solve this right away.

-No, old man.
-[mellow rock music plays]

[young man] How things change.

But we are crooks.

And crooks solve matters this way.

Hey, wait, wait, wait.

Duber, the day that snitch, the stutterer,
was killed, wasn't it Halloween?

No, it was on Little Candles Day.

What do you mean, Little Candles Day?

Pecoso, was it on Halloween? Tell us, man.

No… it was on Little Candles Day.

See?

Plus, fireworks aren't sold on Halloween.

[mouthing silently]

♪ Throw it! ♪

♪ Sometimes dog washers
Don't wash dogs anymore ♪

♪ Sometimes mansions become shacks ♪

♪ Sometimes someone must die before you ♪

♪ Sometimes shit
Is not a metaphor anymore ♪

♪ Sometimes shit
Is not a metaphor anymore ♪

♪ The wealth for bribing witnesses ♪

♪ In this blind life
All I feel is the impact of a shot ♪

♪ Getting hurt for a bad detail ♪

♪ It is better to silence thousands ♪

♪ They rule the north of the country ♪

♪ Power beats the strongest one ♪

♪ My companion is my trigger
While death follows me ♪

♪ The cold stare, nobody buys luck ♪

♪ Myth and the criminal's reputation
Are born from crime ♪

[Claudia] Honey, last week in Cali,

Jenny took me to a store
that sells great fabrics.

I want to get
all the curtains in the house replaced.

The ones we have are ugly.

Plus, they're outdated.

And I also want to have
the furniture upholstered.

We can't do that now.

I'm not asking for furniture.

Once I get out of this mess,
we'll see, OK?

Is this because of
what happened with Duberney?

I told you not to get involved
with that kid, but you never listen.

No wonder I never liked that guy.
Look at what they say about him in town.

-The other day, he was seen--
-[shushes]

-Have you seen those two before?
-Who?

Those two.

Hmm? No clue.

How long have they been there?

I don't know. Maybe since
they started building that house.

Another thing,
what will we do about my car?

I have to take it in for an inspection
this week, and I don't think it'll pass.

There's a noise coming from the front end.
I don't know what it is.

The other day,
it left me stranded at the gym.

I had to get the trainer to push it.

[man on radio] Yesterday, we went
to Atanasio Girardot Stadium

to the first match
of the Colombian soccer league final.

Man, it's itchy…

but the doctor said
I shouldn't fucking scratch there.

Oof.

That happens when you strain a lot
when you shit, right?

Possibly.

It can be caused
by an unhealthy diet, genes,

or sitting on hot spots, man.

Like when someone stands up on the bus,
and you sit where they were.

Man, you've had that problem
since I met you, buddy.

-[man winces]
-I try to shit gently.

[on radio] Medellín can't be a champion
just in Colombian movies.

[worker] It's serious.

[Yoiner whistles]

[Rita mouths silently]

[chopping]

[lighter clicks]

What's new?

I am fed up.

My grandpa's on my ass more than ever.

I haven't been able to get my bike.
Mayerly's pissed.

How about you?

I'm here, doing housework.

[dance music plays on headphones]

[giggling]

It's true.

-What's up?
-Boss.

[Milton] Sir.

-Is El Pecoso here yet?
-No, he isn't.

[Don Óscar] Did you guys call him?

I did, but I ran out of minutes.

[Don Óscar] These jackasses.

See? Two hundred eight thousand
for the minimum dose isn't much, no?

[phone vibrating]

[line ringing]

-The drug too?
-Sure.

A bit of money.

[second phone ringing]

[line ringing]

Ah!

Have you seen those two up there?

-Where, sir?
-Come on, be discreet.

No, sir.

So, we don't know
how long they've been there?

No, not really.

[dogs barking]

Hey, Bobolitro. Shut up, dog!

Stop messing around with the damn dogs.
Get out of there.

-[gate opening]
-[dogs panting and growling]

Have you seen those two before?

Stop reading that damn Bible.
Take care of the house.

Don't let those two fuckers
out of your sight, OK?

-Can you do that?
-OK, sir.

[man on radio] …the structure!

This team repositions itself very well
when it has the ball.

[on radio] …and through block pressure.

[engine starts]

[music plays on radio]

…with good results for the defense,
not to mention the diamond…

Put that away.
We're being too conspicuous.

No way. You know what?

Let's follow them, man.

No. The order is to stay here,
watch the house.

No. Don't think like a slave.

I'm going. You coming or staying here?

[on radio] No! He also goes too far.

[inhales]

Is it very serious or what?

Not serious.

It could be orchitis,
which is an inflammation of the testicle,

an obstruction of the vas deferens,

or a bilateral varicocele.

Since I'm not sure,
we'll need to do more tests.

Oh.

Listen, what I mean
is that your sperm are weak.

Small.

Slow and in short supply,
very short supply.

With that amount,

it's virtually impossible
for you to get your wife pregnant.

What's wrong with that jerk?

He said my sperm aren't worth shit.

-[Claudia over phone] He said that, honey?
-Imagine!

No, then let's see another doctor.

Of course we'll see another one

because this moron
also said my semen is watery.

Do you think it's watery?

No.

[Don Óscar] Yeah, he said he'd do surgery.

Well, then it can be fixed.

We'll see.

Yes, it's OK. We'll see what we can do.

OK, I'm heading home, babe.

OK, honey.

DOCTOR FABRA'S CLINIC

Say hi, man, or I'll knock you up.

[Fredy laughs]

[breathes heavily]

-Everything OK, boss?
-Strong as an ox, man.

Now, the bad news. We're being followed.

No way. Duberney?

No, the guys from the house next door.

What did I tell you?

You guys are morons.

And fucking Bobolitro
couldn't even warn me.

Start the car like nothing's wrong.

[engine starts]

[radio playing]

[cell phone ringing]

[Milton] Hello?

Milton, what are you doing?

-I'm heading to Pecoso's place.
-Come here. We're being followed.

[Milton] Shit.
The dudes from the house next door?

-Where are you?
-We're heading to…

Pasoancho.

[Don Óscar] Pasoancho in Alvernia.

[Milton] I'll be there.

[man on radio] …it's the work
of the triangle midfield…

They're on a big secret mission.

What big mission?
We should've stayed watching the house.

The other one.

[man on radio continues indistinctly]

These guys are turning again?

Man, they're taking us
around in circles. Hmm?

Turn around, turn around!

-They're onto us.
-[scoffs]

Those pussies chickened out.

Shit!

[turns off engine]

-What will we say?
-[sighs]

I'll do the talking.
You might screw up, man.

Mmm?

-Hello.
-Hello.

[men chatting indistinctly]

Hey, man, let me do it.

Peralta, help this dude.

Why are you here?

Where is Gamboa?

Lieutenant, photos of the operation.

Tell me that, with this, you can take down
everyone and their mother.

Go back.

Hey. Even if they shoot at you,
you can't move from there.

You have to watch the house.

Even if you have to take a shit,
do it while watching the house.

If a hot chick walks by,
you can't check out her ass.

You have to watch the house.

-Understood?
-Yes, sir.

-Good.
-Excuse me, Lieutenant.

[man reading] "The lion tamer
at the Gutiérrez Brothers' Circus

was arrested in Chiriguaná, Cesar,

after a clown accused him of raping him
while both slept in a trailer."

That's the circus that came here.
It was bad, by the way.

I took the girls
because it was supposedly good,

but it was awful.

No wonder. I saw how the lion tamer

flicked his wrist like,
"What a cascade of feathers!"

And he was lucky because
if lions sense you're a pussy,

they try to eat you.

I can't remember the clown, bro.

What a drunk!
I mean, if shit hurts on the way out…

Damn! He was into that crap too.

Come tomorrow
to polish my other shoes, OK?

[shiner] OK, boss.

We'll tally this week's pay.
Bring the bill.

-[shiner] Gladly.
-Take care. Don Milton!

Welcome to the best business
in this area, bro.

Go ahead. Come in, sit down.
What do you want to drink, man?

An energy drink.

An energy drink. Hey, Pocalucha!

An energy drink for Don Milton
and one of the green beers for me.

They're great German ones.

I got an awesome selection of alcohol.

I got a great Russian whiskey,
bro, in a wooden box.

I also got Argentinean wine
in a big bottle.

I have aguardiente and rum.
I got beers from all over the world.

Taiwanese, Chinese, Dutch, German.

I also got some appetizers.

-[Milton] Drink, Mudo.
-Sure, sure, sure.

I have pistachios,
macaroons, olives, artichokes, alfalfa.

From Mexico, chili pepper in mussels.

I got some cachaça
in a clay pot from the Brazilian Amazon.

I have anchovies and lobsters too.

But tell me, how can I help you?
What brings you here?

There's a house for sale in Alvernia.

Oh, the house for sale in Alvernia.
I know whose it is. It's Ortega's, bro.

-No.
-That's the one for sale.

Not Ortega's, man.
This one's behind the stadium.

-Yes, of course.
-To the south.

It belongs to Ortega's aunt.

-The lady called "Sky Eyes."
-No. [scoffs]

Not because her eyes are blue,
but because they're cloudy.

You don't remember her?
That one is for sale.

Are you arguing with me
when I'm the one in the know?

-I know they're selling--
-Will you let me talk, man?

How could I not know
which one is Ortega's house, man?

Everyone knows where that dude lives.

[sighs]

Look. That's the address
of the house I'm talking about.

[grunts]

People are going in and out all the time.
Something's going on there, Mudo.

I need you to find out, OK?

Oh! And that license plate.
It's a pickup truck.

Find that out for me.

OK?

[Don Óscar] A bit pricey, huh?

[dealer] But it's good stuff.

-Let me know if you need anything.
-[Don Óscar] Sure. Thanks.

[cell phone rings]

[Don Óscar] What's up? What did he say?

OK, then. Call me when you know something.

[Fredy groans softly]

[groans] Son of a bitch.

Apparently, El Mudo doesn't know anything,

but he'll find out.

Sir, wouldn't it be better
to just pay Duberney?

I already told you,
I'm not paying those assholes. Got it?

-Should we go back to the house?
-[coughing]

The house? And draw attention
to ourselves? Idiot.

[sniffs, sighs]

What's up, baby girl?

What are you up to, babe?

No way.

Can I pay you a little visit?

OK. Sending you a kiss.

OK, fine. Two kisses.

OK.

To Angie's place.

-[engine starts]
-[radio playing peppy music]

Oh, girl.

Yeah, he's gonna leave her.

-I don't know. She's a problem.
-[knock at door]

Just a sec.
Someone's knocking at the door.

Yeah. That guy's in bad shape.

Yes, but it's more like…

Yeah.

Hey, but don't say anything, hon, please.

If you say anything,
that chick will kill me, OK?

Go on, then!

Anyway, I gotta go. My boo's here. Bye.

What's up with you?
Did you forget about me?

You don't call or anything.

Are you gonna be moody?

Come here.

-Huh?
-[slaps]

Are you gonna be moody, then?

Look at me.

[moans]

[Don Óscar winces, groans]

No, no, no!

No, hold on a minute. No, wait.

Hold on. I'm gonna put on a condom.
I don't wanna get you knocked up.

[breathing heavily]

Son of a bitch.

There we go.

So? Want me to make an appointment?

Hello. Doctor, how are you?

Well, very well. And you?

Well, that's great. I'm glad.

Yes, I wanted to ask you a favor.

Yes, it's for an appointment.

No, not for me. It's for a friend.

Do you have any availability
late this afternoon, by any chance?

What about tomorrow?

Tomorrow.

Yes, tomorrow is perfect.
OK, Doctor. We're set, then.

See you tomorrow.

All set.

Baby.

Huh?

Will you help me
with what I told you about?

[breathes deeply] What was that?

The university thing.

Get out. You study?

[ringtone playing]

Hello?

[Milton] What's up, boss?

I'm here.

Where are you?

Here, at El Pecoso's place.

Hey, boss. El Mudo got the info.
They're not Duberney's people.

Really?

[Milton] The house those idiots
went into belongs to the SIJIN.

It's full of cops.

No way.

It's a big operation.

They're moving lots of people.
Even El Mudo said he's going into hiding.

Let me know when you hear from El Pecoso.

OK. Yes, sir.

-Is something wrong, baby?
-No, nothing's wrong.

Did you get bad news, or what?

No, hon.

[sighs]

I just got
into a business deal with a little shit.

I never should've gotten involved
with that asshole.

Why?

Because the job went sideways,

and he's the type
that takes what he's owed by force.

-By force? What do you mean?
-With bullets, babe.

Baby, isn't that very dangerous?

-Why don't you call the police?
-Are you dumb? Are you stupid, or what?

How can I call the police?
If I do, they'll come after me.

[sighs heavily]

See, this morning,
when I went outside for breakfast…

[knocks]

[Duberney] Take it out.

Are you looking for El Pecoso?

He can't see you right now, OK?

The dude is busy.

Hey, Milton.

You're cool.

But tell your fat son of a bitch boss
to give me my money, OK?

Or I'll get that old fucker too.

I'll see to that, you damn clown.

[SUV drives away]

Hello?

[Milton] No, boss.

They killed the son of a bitch.

Poor dude. They killed him.

No way.

Fredy, come get me in the pickup truck.
El Pecoso was killed.

The motherfuckers killed him.

Turns out
that the assholes next door are cops.

Come get me. We'll go into hiding, OK?

Baby,

take care.

Next time,
I'll just come to screw, not unload.

[chuckles] Don't be silly.

Baby…

Are you gonna leave me anything?

What's up, girl?

Hey, I need to tell you something.

Yeah, guess what?
So this guy just left, girl.

[knocking on door]

[rap music playing on radio]

[cell phone vibrates]

Neither of them is answering.

So, they kill El Pecoso,

law enforcement is up our asses,

and the guy doesn't give a shit. Hmm?

Look, Don Óscar left us here as bait.

What an asshole.

El Pecoso was killed?

[Claudia] Don Leonidas!

[Leonidas] What now?

Good afternoon, ma'am. How are you?

Please clean up this mess. It looks awful.

-[Leonidas] We're just starting.
-I want a garden like this one.

-Can you see it?
-Yes.

I want you to plant these bushes here,

and over here…

-I need to show you the plants I want.
-Hold on.

Ah…

Move that truck because we're leaving.

We'll do that later or tomorrow.

[engine starts]

Damn it!

-[band plays mellow rock music]
-Brothers and sisters, good afternoon!

Hallelujah!

[congregation] Good afternoon.

[preacher] Let's stand up and sing

to our Lord

from the bottom of our hearts

because this is his church,
brothers and sisters.

Let's sing.

Hallelujah!

Everybody!

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

[preacher] Let's raise our hands!

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

[preacher] Louder!

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

[preacher] Let the heavens resound!

♪ Hallelujah ♪

[preacher] Because this is
our Lord's church.

Divine redeemer!

♪ Hallelujah ♪

[preacher] Hallelujah!

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

[preacher] Come on!

-♪ Hallelujah ♪
-[high-pitched ringing]

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

Let's go.

-[Leonidas] What's wrong?
-Nothing.

Come on, then. Let's go.

[engine starts]

[man on radio] A final recommendation
for the red members,

the best thing for counteracting
Tuluá's high pressure

is Losartan.

Hey. Shouldn't we be shoveling
or something to pretend?

To pretend, right?

Man, do it yourself. It's too hot.

[on radio] May the best team win. Bye.

[dialing through stations]

[mysterious music playing]

Hey, man. Take me downtown.

-[sighs]
-[driver] All right.

EL TURCO PAWN SHOP

OPEN 24 HOURS
INSTANT MONEY

WE BUY EVERYTHING

SIX-MONTH LOANS

-[man 1] She's married.
-I'm not jealous.

-I don't need a wife, brother.
-[knocking]

What's up, man?

-Someone gave you the money?
-That's what I came to tell you.

I had a problem with my grandpa at work.

Can you give me a few more days to pay?

Kid, this is a pawnshop, not a charity.

If I felt sorry
for everyone who comes crying every day,

I'd be more broke than you.
Which one's your bike?

The blue one over there.

FOR SALE

I'll give you the solution.
Bring the money, and it's yours.

That's the solution.
Bring the money, and it's yours. OK, bye.

Be careful. She will still…

[man 2] Hello. How are you?

Taponcho, brother!
That unmistakable voice!

[Taponcho] Hi. How's it going?

Did you bring something,
or did you come for fun, as always?

You heard we opened a bottle,
and you showed up.

-Imagine how I keep my fat boy. He's huge.
-I'm here to help you.

-Don't worry.
-What's gold going for?

[owner] I'm paying 86 for you, brother.

[Taponcho] I was able to get
some gold for you, thank God,

because my aunt died.

Go figure.
She had some gold crowns in her teeth.

They were able to get them
before cremating her,

and it's part of my inheritance.

[El Turco] We'll pay 86 per gram
from your aunt.

-No problem, man.
-[Taponcho] We need it to play.

-[laughs] Let's--
-[knocks] Turco.

Hey, kid. What is your problem, brother?

About the motorcycle.

How do I have to say this
so that you'll get it?

What did I say?
Bring the money, and it's yours.

Don't bug me. Leave, brother.

-You're so annoying!
-[Taponcho] Are we playing or not?

[El Turco] Sure. Just bring the money
that I'll take from you.

The food and the bar.

[Taponcho] What? But I'll pay you.

[somber music plays]

[cumbia music plays on speakers]

What's up, honey?

Sweetie.

Are you done?

Yes.

Let's go.

-Hey, babe, where's the motorcycle?
-I'll tell you about it. Are you hungry?

-What do you mean?
-[Yoiner] No, baby, I had a problem.

[Mayerly] I'm tired of walking.

[Yoiner] I'll tell you about it.

[vehicle approaching]

[dog barking]

-[barking]
-[shushing]

-[Fredy] Damn dog!
-[dog whines]

-[dog barks]
-[Fredy] Shut up!

[Don Óscar] Don't forget to hide
the pickup truck, OK?

[Fredy] Yes, sir.

[key rattles in lock]

-Damn, it smells like mold.
-Hmm.

God bless you, Nachito.

May God bless you.

Call me when you get there, OK?

[chatting indistinctly]

[engine starts]

No, honey, look,

I was working
at Don Óscar's house with my grandpa.

He asked me to pack up
because we were leaving

and to get the truck.

When I backed it up,

I hit a Virgin Mary statue
that the guy has there.

I got out to see what happened.
Lots of damage.

I made sure nobody was watching,
and I tried to fix it.

When I looked inside,
there was a black bag.

I opened it, and it was full of dollars.

Really full of dollars.

I got freaked out, so I closed it again.

I put it back inside
and did my best to fix the statue.

I waited for my grandpa, and we left.

How much did you bring?

[Yoiner scoffs]

Are you crazy, Mayerly?

You think I want to get myself killed
over that money?

[Mayerly sighs]

[horn honks]

[man] Nancy.

Nancy, come here.

Come here. [clicks tongue]

-Do you have the money? Yes or no?
-Tomorrow.

No, enough with "tomorrow."
You've owed me for two weeks.

-Go inside the room.
-[Nancy] But tomorrow I'll--

Are you listening? Go to the room.

If you don't pay tomorrow,
get your things and go, OK?

Otherwise I'll throw everything
out the window, you and your stuff, OK?

I don't want to hear you
or see you anymore.

Lousy bitch.

[man on TV] Residents of Tuluá
of all ages, regardless of social status,

went to the streets
of Villa de Céspedes to enjoy the parade,

opening the Tuluá Fair, which this year…

What happened to Pecoso is awful.

…for all citizens.
The route, which for the first time

covered the poor areas
of the municipality,

turned Highway 12…

Do you know what I recall?

One day, at a parade,
El Pecoso started bugging a horse…

[Don Óscar chuckles]

…trying to give it aguardiente.

[both chuckle]

He kept bugging the horse…

until the damn horse bit that idiot
and almost tore his hand off.

[Fredy laughs]

I will miss him.

And you, shithead, wanted me
to pay that asshole Duberney.

Fuck that.

He's going to pay me.

Son of a bitch.

[sighs]

[Leonidas] Yoiner, get up.
We have to leave.

Grandpa, did you plant
the gardens in that house?

No, they were already there.

-What about the Virgin?
-Same as the gardens.

Come on!

[Leonidas] Let's go.
Get moving, get moving!

No, Don Óscar
hasn't shown up since last night.

Maybe he's arguing with the missus?

I don't know,
but Mrs. Claudia hasn't stopped bawling.

Don Óscar must be with some girl.

Mmm.

But he always comes back.

Rita!

[Claudia, in distance] Rita!

[knife chopping]

Rita!

Rita!

Hey.

[Claudia] Rita!

[Milton] Go!

Go to the lady. She's calling you.

Can't you hear her?

Go, go!

So you had a shaved head,
a ponytail, and everything?

Yeah, a sikha.
I wore a sari and everything.

[laughs] You wore that little pink skirt?

[laughs]

Yeah, why?

How long were you "Care Crisma"?

Hare Krishna, man.

Hare Krishna.

What?

About a year and a half.

[Milton] Come, get up.

Come on.

Don't take your eyes off those guys.

I'll be back.
I'll go watch from the other side.

[imperceptible]

[gardening tools whirring]

-[woman on TV] Pereira.
-[host] Pereira. What do you think?

-And you, sir?
-[man 1] Yes, sir, Pereira too.

[host] How many horses are there?

[man 2] Four horses, sir.

[host] Teluro Productions,
obviously broadcasting the information

for all Central and North Valle del Cauca

and, of course, the rest of the country

at the start
of the 61st running of this event.

We obviously hope that it fills up

as horses have arrived
from different parts of the country.

Teluro Productions.

Mmm.

[TV continues playing indistinctly]

[Don Óscar] That's all you brought?

Mm-mmm.

There's also coffee,
snacks, and raw cane sugar.

No, no way.

Go to the village
and bring something good.

A tamale, some meat.

Something filling.

Bring a bottle of aguardiente,
invite a couple girls.

-We look like homos here on our own.
-This isn't enough.

Then lend me money. I'll pay you later.

[host on radio] The most important thing
is to be restrained.

[Milton hawking]

[stirring]

Don't ask them anything directly, OK?

Just play dumb
and look inside the house discreetly

to see if there are weapons
or other people there.

OK? If you see movement,
check how many people are there.

Are you listening?

Yes.

You know what? I was starving.

I was saved
by the Boyacá spaghetti I secretly made.

-That saved me.
-Boyacá spaghetti. What's that?

You haven't tried it?

Take some packaged fries
and fry them in butter.

Once they're brown, add some milk halfway.

Not all the way up.

Then put the lid on for five minutes.

[inhales sharply]

That absorbs the milk,
and they taste like spaghetti. Oh!

But aren't they greasy and sticky?

Look, man.

I'll make them for you someday.

Get ready, get ready!

[laughs]

[Rita continues laughing]

It's tamarillo.

-[Milton] Do you hear what they're saying?
-Mm-mmm.

[Rita continues laughing]

[Milton] Why is that silly girl laughing?

Man, our cover is blown.

[groans softly]

Come on, Grandpa. Weren't you rushing me?

[engine starts]

[Milton] Tell us. What did they say?

[Rita] Nothing.

What do you mean?

You were laughing your ass off.
What were you talking about?

No, I was--

Who is in that house?
Is there anyone else inside?

-There's nobody. I didn't see anyone.
-[Jenny] Claudia!

Wait. Excuse me.

[Jenny] Claudia!

[Milton] Mrs. Claudia.

Mrs. Claudia.

-My friend.
-My friend.

-It's best if you don't leave.
-I have a doctor's appointment.

-Now?
-Yes.

-I'll take you.
-I'll go with Jenny.

I'll take your car and go with you both.

Sorry, but the way things are,
I can't let you go by yourself.

Don Óscar's orders.

This guy.

That bitch.

This guy. What's his deal?

I don't know what my husband told him,
but he's always on my ass.

Well…

[engine starts]

[fly buzzing]

-What about this one?
-I'll take it home.

We're taking trash home?

You are… No!

-Grandpa, I'll take that home.
-What? But it's trash!

Let it go, you old son of a bitch.

I've supported you ever since
your mom died giving birth to you.

Learn to be respectful, damn it!

I didn't want kids, and look at me now.

[coughing]

[music plays on TV]

Damn, that's great.

[Fredy] What color are my eyes?

Kind of green.

I lean over, you bite me,
know what I mean?

-But you won't like it.
-Yeah.

-Why not?
-Because I bite very hard.

You like it?
Oh, baby, let's move away from here.

I don't want to fall
into that filthy pool.

-I'll get an infection.
-Come here.

[both laugh]

-Oh, you're squeezing me, babe.
-Oh?

You're squeezing me hard.

-Look at all you'll eat.
-Mmm.

Do you like it?

-[cell phone ringing]
-[Fredy] Mmm.

[woman] What do you think?

[ringing continues]

-Hello?
-[man] Did you get my message?

Who is this?

Or are you planning
on not paying me, fat fuck?

[bottles clatter and smash]

I'm not paying you shit, fucking asshole.

You don't have hairs on your ass yet,
you little shit.

Perfect. That's fine.
Don't give me anything, OK?

But I will have your fucking wife killed,
you hear me?

Why do I have to pay that little shit?
Tell me, man. Why?

-[woman] Come on, baby.
-Don't interfere, bitch.

I'll count to three!

You have to the count of three, bitches!
One…

[screams]

[footsteps receding]

[continues screaming]

[Fredy] Don't run. It'll make it worse.

[woman screams]

[gun fires]

[song ends]

[rap music plays]

♪ I want that problem-solving money ♪

♪ I'll figure this out somehow ♪

♪ Get these crumbs out of my life ♪

♪ This Black man's ready for battle ♪

♪ Like caged dogs waiting to fight ♪

♪ Slaves to money, always a better offer ♪

♪ Where you sell out
Your family for greed ♪

♪ Where you can't trust your friends ♪

Keep smoking dope.

♪ And like Héctor Lavoe
When will my lucky day come? ♪

♪ I want luxury
Life without compromises ♪

♪ With no one telling me how to live ♪

♪ Drinking, smoking ♪

-[Mayerly] Hello?
-[Yoiner] What's up, babe? You home?

Hi, love. When are you coming?

-Get two changes of clothes ready.
-[Mayerly] What?

We need to leave, now.

-Don't tell your mom.
-Did you get the money?

[Yoiner] Yes, I have it here.

-All of it?
-Yes, all of it.

How much is it?

I haven't counted it, but it's a bit.

-I'll get the bike and pick you up.
-What's wrong with you? Don't be stupid.

Let that junk go to waste.

Love, with that money,
we can get a new one, a better one.

You know I can't go
drawing attention with this money.

Plus, where can I exchange it?

Get ready. I'll come get you.

♪ That's what I want
Smoke for the mind ♪

♪ Calm and serene, easy money ♪

♪ That seduces me, the street is calling ♪

♪ Lucifer's calling me to make a deal ♪

♪ I want money, I'm looking for money ♪

♪ I'm tired of being penniless ♪

♪ I want money, I'm looking for money ♪

♪ I'm tired of being penniless ♪

♪ I want money, I'm looking for money ♪

♪ I'm tired of being penniless ♪

[Don Óscar] Fredy.

Come here.

Let's pay this son of a bitch.

[chain jangles]

Ask the Virgin for the money.

[lighter clicks]

[coughing]

[Jenny] Want me to come with you?

No, don't worry. I'll go with Milton.

-You're going with that guy?
-[Claudia] Well, yes.

[Jenny] OK, see you tomorrow.

-Bye, hon.
-Bye.

[engine starts]

Now, will you tell me
what's going on with you?

The clinic I was at performs abortions.

But I couldn't do it.

Do you see the problem we have?

Yes, it is a problem,

but I'll face the consequences.

[Claudia chuckles]

Don't start with that crap
about loving me and all that.

Take me home.

[ignition clicks]

[removes key]

And why not?

[sniffing]

At this building in Entre Ríos, police
discovered the body of Ángela Álvarez,

a business administration student
who was murdered inside her apartment.

According to an initial report by police,

the young woman's body
had been there for at least 24 hours.

Investigators noted that,
although there are several apartments,

nobody saw or heard anything suspicious.

Affectionately known as Angie
by her friends and family,

the young woman had turned 22
just one week ago.

Those who knew her…

You killed her?

…described her as nice, friendly,
sociable, but dedicated to her studies.

You should've seen her.

[on TV] Police say signs point to…

She looked like she was sleeping.

…which would explain
the presence of the murderer at the home

with no signs of a struggle
or neighbors noticing anything unusual.

That's all for now.
Reporting from the scene of the crime…

Why did you kill her?

…Robert Posada.

I'll tell you something.

Sometimes it's your life

or those of everyone else.

Fucker, you haven't gone to get the money.

Nachito.

Why don't you come?

Let's go for a walk somewhere.

We can go to the movies,

then we'll go eat something real good…

and…

then we'll come back here
for a nice screw.

No, love.

With the situation here?

Oh, Nachito.

I assure you that with the Lord's help,

we'll soon find a way
to have a little country house

so that we can cuddle up together.

Don't worry.

OK, honey. I love you.

I love you too.

Bye. Kiss.

[suspenseful music playing]

"Lest strangers feast on your wealth

and your toil enrich
the house of another."

[dogs barking]

[dogs panting happily]

[barking]

Come here.

[laughing]

Come here.

Come here, Morgan.

Morgan, come here.

Morgan!

[barking]

[Bobolitro laughs]

[exclaims]

[Bobolitro continues laughing]

Morgan! Morgan!

-Morgan!
-[dogs barking]

Morgan!

[thuds]

[dramatic rhythmic music playing]

[sniffs]

[exhales, grunts]

[ringtone playing]

Fat son of a bitch.

[phone vibrating]

[both moaning]

[phone vibrating]

Leave me alone, man.

Man, you really are Black, huh?

You walk through the door,
and I only see your clothes.

You're like the Invisible Man.

I think you could go into that house
for an undercover operation, man.

You could go in naked at night.

We'd shut off the electricity,
and no one would catch you.

But you couldn't laugh,
'cause you'd screw it up.

[both laugh]

[sighs]

PAWN SHOP
INSTANT MONEY

SIX-MONTH LOANS
OPEN 24 HOURS

JEWELRY, WATCHES, DIAMONDS, GEMSTONES

I BUY GOLD AND SILVER

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

-Where's El Turco?
-I don't know.

Do you know where he could be?

-Maybe at a pool hall he has.
-Where is it?

Mmm.

Thank you.

-Hello?
-[Claudia moans]

[Bobolitro] Where are you?

Where would I be, man?

Here, at the gym.

With Mrs. Claudia.

[energetic music playing from gym]

With what's happening,
why would you take her to the gym?

I need to tell you something.

We'll talk when I take her home, man.

OK, bye.

Tell me,
what's going to happen between us?

Nothing will happen, Milton.

You'll keep working with my husband,
and I'll have an abortion.

We have to end this shit.

Look me in the eye.

Look me in the eye
and tell me you don't love me.

Look at me.

Is it because I'm not good enough
for you, or what?

Because I'm not the boss?

Tell me. Come on.

Tell me, come on. Tell me.

Good evening.
Excuse me, I'm looking for El Turco.

El Turco?

Who is El Turco?

He has a pawnshop around 28th and 26th,
and he has a pool hall too.

I don't know him.

Do you know him?

No.

Thanks a lot.

No, man. I don't know him.

-Thanks.
-No problem, man.

Why don't you go to the main bar, bro?

Maybe they know him there.

OK. Thanks a lot.

[Bobolitro breathing heavily]

[engine shuts off]

[door opens and closes]

[Milton] Claudia, come.
Come on, let's talk.

Claudia. Come here.

You scared me, man.

Why do you have the lights off?

Don't you realize we're in a huge mess?

I'll turn them on.

[Milton] Why did you call me?

No reason.

What's up?

Move!

[rain pattering gently]

[sighs]

[ringtone playing]

-Hello, love. How are you?
-[Claudia] Hi, love. How are you?

Are you stupid? Are you stupid?

Why are you calling me, idiot?

Do you want me to get killed, bitch?
You want to get me killed?

[Gamboa] Hey.

It was fine for the ones who got bread,

but it was hard
for the ones who got the fish

because you need a knife
to remove the scales,

then you need to gut them,

then a pot to cook them.

And at that time,
where would they get all that?

Hey, man, the guy performed
the miracle with cooked fish, dude.

So, he multiplied the fish,
and… [exclaims]

they were cooked.

Yeah.

-Where does it say that?
-It's the word of God.

Look, it clearly says,

"God almighty,
creator of heaven and earth."

Look, he created the seas.
He created the planets.

You don't think he can perform
a miracle with cooked fish?

-Mm-hmm.
-[scoffs]

[laughing]

[knock on door]

-[Rita] What's up?
-[Bobolitro] I'll be back.

Don't open the door for anyone, OK?

[Rita] OK.

-Isn't that the fat guy?
-Mm-hmm.

Everyone is leaving. These guys
are leaving the house unguarded.

[music playing from bar speakers]

-Hello.
-Hello.

-I'm looking for El Turco.
-Don Nelson?

-Yes, ma'am, Don Nelson.
-Who's looking for him?

Tell him it's the bike kid.

Wilber, is Don Nelson here?

Wilber!

Is he here?

Uh-uh.

I have some money for him.

He said he needed it urgently today
and that I should deliver it in person.

I don't want to get in trouble.
You know him.

[Yoiner] Thank you.

Do you think that guy Óscar
cares what happens to you? Huh?

Did he care that El Pecoso was killed?

Come on, tell me
who looks after that house every day

while that asshole hides
from the thugs and the police.

Huh?

That's what Milton told me.

[Nancy] At least he has
a reason to be there.

But you?

Or did you think Milton was castrated?

Come on, tell me
where your country houses,

your yacht, and your penthouse are.

Something that makes it really worthwhile
to get the money for that man.

[sighs] No way, Nacho.

I'm too old to be a whore.

And you? Any day now, they'll capture you,

lock you up, or kill you…

and then what?

So what should I do?

CUEROS
STRIP SHOW

[dance music thumping]

Rata!

What's up?

Rata, I need to talk to Duberney.

[groovy rock music playing]

[yelling]

Was it before or after this corner?

[Yoiner] Calm down, girl.

I went to the pawnshop. It was closed.
I'm heading to El Turco's house.

-Once I have the bike, I'll pick you up.
-Yoiner, listen to me.

Let's go to the station,
get on a bus, and go to Cali.

We'll exchange the money there.

It's already late.
There's nowhere to exchange those dollars.

Well, we'll exchange them
whenever you want, anywhere,

but what matters is that we leave Tuluá.

-[knock at door]
-What's wrong with you?

I won't give my motorcycle
to that Turkish motherfucker.

Yoiner. Yoiner!

[mouthing]

[hip-hop playing over car stereo]

[players shouting]

I don't know where the guy is,
but he's with Fredy.

When he returns,
I'll let you know, and you can follow him.

Hey, and why do you want
to betray your boss?

The guy's lost his mind.
The gang's getting dangerous.

I don't want anything to happen to me.

Actually, if there's a chance
I can work for you, let me know.

I can do whatever.

[El Turco] Feed the fat guy, man.

-[Taponcho] Add some lime.
-Some more.

[man] Let's remove the fat.

[El Turco] "Let's remove
the fat," he says.

Son of a bitch.
He already ate half a plate.

-[doorbell rings]
-[door opens]

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

-Is Don Nelson here?
-Who's asking?

Tell him it's Yoiner,
the motorcycle guy. He knows me.

Let me see if he's here.

Thank you.

[groovy rock music playing]

Shit!

What are you doing at my house, brother?

Turco… Don Nelson, I got the money

and wondered
if you had a moment to get the bike.

What an idiot.

Does this look like a pawnshop?
It's my house, bro!

What's wrong with you?

I'll pay you in dollars.

You are such an idiot.

You think I've never seen a dollar?
I won't give you shit.

[Milton] What's up?

What? Bobolitro isn't there?

Bobolitro? [groans]

Come here now.

Holy Mother of God!

Man, no more interruptions.

Who needs you so badly?
You have more snakes here than Chocó.

Some stupid kid.
You have to ignore these idiots.

[groovy rock music playing]

Where's that little shit?

That asshole will pay for this,
no doubt, bro.

[laughing]

[comedian on TV] She's so ugly
that I take her to work every day

so that I don't have to kiss her goodbye.

It's really something.

-[audience on TV laughs]
-So ugly.

-[phone vibrates]
-We have our share of fights.

During a bad argument,

she said, "Before marrying you,
I had four boyfriends

that were smarter than you."

I said, "Sure, they were smarter.
I was the only idiot who married you."

[continues laughing]

Nothing? He's not answering?

Call him again.

Mmm.

Hey, how much to go to Cali?

Hey, how much to go to Cali?

Oh, man,
I don't have a permit, but hold on.

Hey, Pantera! Take this guy, man!

[phone vibrating]

[comedian] Believe it or not,
I also met college students.

When I arrived in Bogota,

the first thing I did
was go to the university.

I started, it went well.
I sold all the empanadas.

[laughing]

[suspenseful music playing]

-Drop me off at the corner, please.
-Sure.

Right here.

[shifts gear]

[phone rings]

The ones that laugh
are the ones who've gone dancing.

LOVE

He said,
"Honey, I'll take you to an after-party."

I didn't know what that was.

I thought it was a fast-food restaurant.
I was excited.

[audience on TV laughs]

It was a dance hall full of smoke.
Lights everywhere…

[line ringing]

Can you wait for me for a minute?

You won't be long?

-No, I'll be right back.
-OK.

[door slams shut]

[gun fires]

She paid for her room,
grabbed her things, and left with the…

-With the fat guy.
-Mm-hmm.

-[Milton] How long ago?
-About two hours ago.

Do you have money?

[clicks tongue]

Thanks, man.

[Milton sighs]

Now we have to face Don Óscar.

Let's not tell him anything
until we have the money.

Hey.

Where are we gonna find that fat asshole?

He…

is a man of faith.

-[spits]
-[church organ plays]

DIVINE REDEEMER
CHRISTIAN CHURCH

[Fredy] The old man
was messed up, you know?

Shooting the girl the way he did…

Then he was calm,
as if nothing had happened.

I was terrified.

No way.

And then sad… crying.

Do you know why?

'Cause he killed Angie, the escort
he fooled around with from time to time.

Those whores brought coke.

-[static crackles on TV]
-[rooster crows]

[Fredy] That man snorted like crazy.

The guy has problems with that.
He needs help.

[broadcast begins on TV]

What is up, motherfucker?

[reporter on TV] Attention, the DIJIN
and the Attorney General's Office

managed to capture
this dangerous criminal gang,

which you can see behind me,

in North Valle del Cauca.

Among them, the capture
of the man nicknamed El Mudo stands out.

These people are charged
with adulterating alcohol,

which was produced
at a house in the city of Tuluá

and was then delivered to bars and clubs
all over the Valle del Cauca region.

It's a dangerous criminal gang,

which police
are also accusing of homicide.

They are here, at the first precinct,

where they are being presented
to the media,

and then they'll be taken
to the Prosecutor's Office,

where they'll be brought before the judges

in order to establish
their legal situation.

You can follow all these events…

ADULTERATED ALCOHOL GANG CAUGHT

…and learn more
about this adulterated alcohol gang

from Central Valle del Cauca
during our broadcast.

[tense music playing]

[jets passing overhead]

[prompts horse aggressively]

[horse whinnies]

-[kicks] Motherfucker!
-[dog whimpers]

[phone vibrates]

Hey.

It's Don Óscar again.

[phone continues vibrating]

Hey.

When we get the money,
we'll give it to him.

[phone stops]

[lighter clicks]

[fan whirring]

[ringtone playing]

-Hello?
-[Milton] Good morning, sir.

This is Milton.

-I'm with Fredy. He knows everything.
-Let me talk to him.

Sir.

No, sir. It's close.

After leaving town,
to the right, there's an unpaved road,

and about 21 meters up,
there is a yellow gate. It's there.

[engines revving]

[Fredy] No, he's alone.
He has a gun, that's it.

Exactly, that's what we don't want.
More trouble.

OK, boss. Thank you.

Sometimes it's your life
or those of everyone else.

Don't think about that.

That guy was going to get us all killed.

Look what happened to El Pecoso.

-And the police were already on our heels.
-No, that guy is nuts.

Or he'd end up killing us,
like with the escort.

In a fit of panic.

Besides, he isn't a good boss.

He isn't. Good boss, my ass.

He treats us badly.

Do you know who he treats like shit?
Mrs. Claudia.

He yells at her in front of everyone.
He tells her, "Shut it."

I think he even hits her.

Poor Mrs. Claudia, right?

Not really, you know?

That lady is nasty.

The boss found out she was screwing
a big Black guy named Mandingo at her gym.

Really?

Yes.

Bobolitro and I had to kill
that Black guy, you know?

And, believe it or not,
Bobolitro is vicious.

He turned on a drill,
inserted a bit, and shoved it up his…

[continues imperceptibly]

[preacher] …love and what,
brothers and sisters? Hallelujah!

BECAUSE WHERE OUR TREASURE IS,
OUR HEART WILL BE TOO.

Then I remembered the words
of our Lord right away…

-[band plays mellow rock music]
-…in Revelation, chapter three,

the letter from Jesus to the churches.

It is the warning message from our Lord

because he was truly convinced…

he was sure

that, at some point…

the devil…

would come.

[gasps]

[preacher] The devil with all its tricks

to attack the church of Jesus, our Lord…

Satan,

to take away the power
from the church of Jesus, our Lord.

-He won't be able to!
-[congregation shouts]

[man] He won't be able to, brother!

[preacher] The devil and the apostles,

fake apostles,

super-apostles,

and messengers of death,

to persecute Christians,
brothers and sisters.

-Hallelujah!
-[congregation] Hallelujah!

To sow grief

where there was life previously,
brothers and sisters,

because resignation
is dangerous, brothers and sisters,

resignation kills

because with resignation

comes carelessness.

I'd go to Argentina with that money.

I've always wanted
to see Independiente play in Avellaneda.

Palomo used to play there,
Palomo Usuriaga.

-Get myself some Argentinean ass.
-[moans softly]

I don't know why, but I think those girls
are more easygoing than here.

They're sassier.

The problem is
that once you leave Tuluá, you're nobody.

[preacher] Because the devil
is just around the corner.

The devil…

The devil knows how to penetrate
the souls of believers

to poison them.

No, brothers and sisters.
We must be armored.

Humans lie down, and the devil rises.

Humans close their eyes,
and the devil opens them.

[Milton] I'm getting out of the business.
I'm not working for any asshole,

especially not a pretty boy like Duberney.

Imagine your boss
plucking his eyebrows. No way.

[scoffs]

Humans sit down while the devil dances.

Humans sit on their hands

while the devil sharpens its claws.

That's why I tell you,
brothers and sisters, "Protect your soul."

"Protect your heart!"

"Because Satan stretches out his hand,

and he calls you to rebel!"

Brothers and sisters,
Christ is your shield,

your spear, and your sword.

I'll set up a spare parts shop.

Like a dealer, something like that.

I'll buy some land, build a small house.

I haven't told you, man.

What?

I'm going to be a dad.

-[gun fires]
-[people screaming]

-Fucker!
-[gun fires]

[heavy metal plays]

-[screaming]
-[preacher] We'll prevail!

[preacher in demonic voice]
♪ We'll prevail! We'll prevail! ♪

♪ He can't win! ♪

♪ We'll prevail! ♪

[gun fires]

♪ We'll prevail! ♪

♪ He can't win! ♪

♪ We'll prevail! We'll prevail! ♪

♪ We'll prevail! ♪

♪ He can't win! ♪

♪ We'll prevail! We'll prevail! ♪

♪ We'll prevail! ♪

♪ He can't win! ♪

[preacher roars]

[growls rhythmically]

Don't kill me.

[guitar feedback squeals]

[vehicle approaching]

[Bobolitro whimpers]

[sobs]

[Nancy sobbing] No!

No, Nachito!

Don't you die on me, Nachito. No.

[sobs]

Don't you die on me.

Don't leave me alone.

Don't leave me alone, Nacho.

[sniffles]

[Nancy sighs]

[gentle folk music playing]

♪ My love for you ♪

♪ Is a galactic love ♪

♪ With you I love rocks ♪

♪ With you I love flowerpots
Holes, dry trees ♪

♪ Northern beasts ♪

♪ With you
I love the victim and the criminal ♪

♪ My love for you is galactic ♪

♪ My love for you ♪

♪ Is a galactic love ♪

♪ Because of you I love my savings
My points, my debts ♪

♪ I love frauds, paperwork, and schools ♪

♪ If you have an empty seat ♪

♪ I'll get on that bus
And we'll go to see ♪

♪ Whatever there is to see ♪

♪ Whatever you look at ♪

♪ Looks pretty ♪

♪ It is pretty ♪

♪ My love for you ♪

♪ Is a galactic love ♪

♪ I love Z, X, and Y ♪

♪ I love cheating and the law ♪

♪ I love Peruvian ceviche ♪

♪ Sliced yucca, crooked feet ♪

♪ I love your lover and your ex ♪

♪ I love your unisex love… ♪

[energetic music plays on headphones]

[Rita laughing]

♪ Sometimes someone must die before you ♪

♪ Sometimes someone must die before you ♪

[grunts]

Why haven't they come back to the house?

And the captain hasn't contacted us again.

Should we check
if there are any new orders?

No, don't say that. They'll move us again.

Mm-hmm.

-[dog barking]
-Oh, man!

Stay cool.

Don't move. It'll make it worse.

[rap music playing]

♪ I want that problem-solving money ♪

♪ I'll figure this out somehow ♪

♪ Get these crumbs out of my life ♪

♪ This Black man's ready for battle♪

♪ Like caged dogs waiting to fight ♪

♪ Slaves to money, always a better offer♪

♪ Where you sell out
Your family for greed ♪

♪ Where you can't trust your friends ♪

♪ And like Héctor Lavoe
When will my lucky day come? ♪

♪ I want luxury
Life without compromises ♪

♪ With no one telling me how to live ♪

♪ Drinking, smoking ♪

♪ That's what I want
Smoke for the mind ♪

♪ Calm and serene, easy money ♪

♪ That seduces me, the street is calling ♪

♪ Lucifer's calling me to make a deal ♪

♪ I want money, I'm looking for money ♪

♪ I'm tired of being penniless ♪

♪ I want money, I'm looking for money ♪

♪ I'm tired of being penniless ♪

♪ I want money, I'm looking for money ♪

♪ I'm tired of being… ♪

THE PRODUCERS CERTIFY THAT NONE
OF THE PARTICIPATING ANIMALS WERE HURT

BY PARTICIPATING IN THIS MOVIE.

ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENTS SHOWN
IN THIS MOVIE ARE FICTITIOUS.

ANY RESEMBLANCE TO REAL PEOPLE
OR EVENTS IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

♪ …I'm looking for money ♪

♪ I'm tired of being penniless ♪

♪ I want money, I'm looking for money ♪

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