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[waves crashing]

[intriguing music]

[dog barks in the distance]

[men shout jubilantly]

One!

The...

Two!

Crazy...

Three!

Life!

[men shout and cheer]

All right, motherfuckers.

We will never, ever support those who are not in our gang.

We salute the asshole who will join us

if he has the balls and does not crack.

No one escapes us, because we keep our eyes wide open.

We're all for one and one for all. Our only family.

This clan rules!

Yeah!

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

[men shouting defiantly]

Kick his fucking ass!

One! Two!

Three! Four!

Five! Six!

Seven! Eight!

Nine! Ten!

Eleven! Twelve!

Thirteen!

[men cheering]

[suggestive music playing]

Welcome to the Tijuanita,

temple of eroticism and pleasure, where fifty beauties come together

to give you an unforgettable night!

Come on!

They're all from the south, certified.

You'll find no vulgar Mexican girls who raise hell with the authorities.

This is a true pleasure zone.

None of these girls is authorized to reveal her exact age,

but I guarantee that this child... Not this one.

This girl who one of you will hold in your arms tonight

hasn't had her first monthly visit.

If one of you needs room services, there's no problem

because all has been cleared with the immigration authorities.

Because you, as a Tijuanita client, deserve simply the best!

[whistling]

Let's hear that applause!

Now, here's what you've been waiting for:

The Pearl of the Tijuanita!

[tropical music playing]

♪ Like the sea ♪

♪ That tenderly kisses your skin ♪

♪ That's how I'll come up to you ♪

♪ And I'll never ever leave ♪

♪ And I'll never ever leave ♪

♪ You'll stop... ♪

[music continues]

[men shouting]

What is he doing here?

- Get him out. - Who is he?

Get him out, I can't go on.

Out, get him out!

[music continues]

[yelling]

Well! It's done.

Go back to work. Back to work!

♪ You'll understand ♪

♪ It's useless to suffer so! ♪

♪ You'll live, dream, love ♪

♪ Once more, you'll feel... ♪

♪ And I'll never ever leave ♪

[men cheering]

Now, more than ever, I want to leave.

You have to help me, Don Nico.

As long as I'm around, you'll be safe.

As sure as my name is Nicolás Fuentes,

and I'm the Mexican Consul in Tecún Umán.

If you wanted to help me, you'd give me a passport.

[bolero music playing]

I've been good to you.

I've done everything you've wanted.

Do me this favor.

If I give it to you and you leave, how can I protect you?

Besides, with the gringos out there,

nothing is that easy.

[train horn blaring]

[horn blaring]

[horn blaring]

[suspenseful music]

[indistinct chatter]

[screaming]

I'm fed up with this last minute business from the General and Cossío.

I never have time to see my kids.

And your sister is such a whiner.

Yeah, she always had a bad temper.

I'll come over this weekend, we'll have some tequila.

Our take from this should buy us a good bottle.

These operations are for minimum wage.

These people all they carry are fleas.

[train rattling]

The migra!

Get down, quick!

Walk, goddammit! Walk!

You scumbag!

[indistinct chatter]

Get down. Get down.

Hit the ground!

Up!

This one!

On your knees! On your knees!

That one!

Let's go, let's go!

Get up!

Come on, assholes!

They're all yours!

[bird singing]

Come on!

Come on! Let's go!

Show some compassion, damn it.

Don't look at me like that, asshole.

Give it to this motherfucker.

Don't look at me.

Only crying bitches stare like that.

Close your eyes.

Close them, or I'll kill you right here, motherfucker.

[women screaming]

[women groaning]

Go on, assholes, and tell everyone...

so they know what La Mara 13 is made of!

[women screaming]

[woman cries and screaming]

Remember, the simplest gesture...

can open or close a door.

You have to be attentive with Cossío...

in his 60th birthday.

With what you get from this party...

we'll pay for papers.

Real documents, paid in dollars...

because I'm tired of begging Don Nico.

I promised to be here half a year...

until I made enough to go up north.

And I've been here 8 months already.

I swear to God I won't stay for a year.

I'd rather die.

My place is with the gringos.

There, I will make it as a singer.

But first, you need to work, and obey.

Now, pull your hair up.

And don't worry, my child.

And for the time being...

[chicken clucking]

[engines revving]

[pensive music]

What lovely clothes! Right, Doña Lita?

When I have the money...

I'll buy you a blouse in Mexico.

To the river!

Finally you're crossing into Mexico.

[distant voices]

I'm risking a lot. But I trust you.

I know you won't betray me.

These documents are for this job only...

no fooling around.

Yes, Doña Lita.

You owe me now...

we'll work together until you pay me.

That's what these parties are for.

Understood?

Yes, Doña Lita.

We are partners now...

Yes.

[engine revving]

What's up?

Hey.

Get off.

You, get off.

Out.

Out.

Get off, gentlemen.

Doña Lita is that girl's godmother.

Shit!

Hi.

Over here.

What's your name?

- Juan Mendez, Sir. - Where are you from?

- From here, Sir. - Here where?

Cacahuatán, Sir.

Oh, really? From Cacahuatán?

What's the president's name?

Of Mexico?

Don't fuck with me. Of Cacahuatán.

His name is Luis Carballo, Sir.

Your documents?

I don't have them with me.

Do I need documents...

to come into my own country?

Son of a bitch! We got a lawyer here!

No, Sir.

And you?

Sabina Rivas. Mexican citizen, born in Panama.

[laughing]

You think I'm stupid?

I've had it with all the fucking lies.

Careful. Can't you see she's a child?

[indistinct radio chatter]

[indistinct]

- Let's go. - You're next.

Nationality?

Mexican.

They even made me sing the anthem, I swear.

Do you want me to sing it for you?

I don't want you to sing anything. Show me your passport.

This one's from Honduras.

- I bet my watch she's a Honduran. - That piece of shit watch?

How old are you?

I just turned 18.

You wish. You think we're stupid?

You're 16 at the most.

And tell me, who the fuck gave you this bullshit passport?

Come on. Leave it there!

Passport.

Have a seat, please.

Passport.

Hand over everything you got, dude.

And you?

Now you, pussy.

Give it up!

Fuck off. What's mine is mine and I don't give it away.

Don't be an asshole, Juan, give him everything.

So you want to be a tough guy?

Help! Help!

[man screaming]

Help!

Let's see.

Let's go.

All right!

You gonna leave them open?

You are going so fucking down man!

[grunting]

[screaming] Bangdone!

That's mine!

Do you know how to play?

All right, all right... give me a second!

Go on, wash your self properly, you know...

because I don't want a get any crabs or lice from that bus man.

That bus.

That was a fucking bad bus. You gotta roll again.

You can't do that!

What are you talking about? She's a kid man!

What?

Come on...

I said: Go take a shower.

- Where? - There, go.

All right! Come on... go!

We are not about that, man.

What?

No, man...

Come on!

[chuckling]

- [Sabina] Can I use this towel? - What?

Fuck this!

I can't believe this shit!

[truck engine rumbling]

[water pouring]

[humming]

[soft music playing]

No, thank you.

[can clattering]

[grunting]

[man moaning]

[Sabina moans]

[dog barks]

This is the end the line.

Apologize to him.

No fucking way.

What do you want, dickhead?

This is their turf...

I'll apologize for you.

Because I don't wanna get fucked.

Hey! Look at me.

I'm sorry if I was out of line, but I didn't rat you out.

No hard feelings?

Old man!

Dump these losers on the other side.

Hurry!

[pensive music]

[indistinct chatter]

These motherfuckers.

It was Jovany...

he was at the bus station.

He fucked up my day.

A little make-up here will cover the bruises.

It was a chance to work in Tapachula and keep going north.

Come on!

Even Marlene was able to go, and she wasn't half as good as you.

This was going to be my break, Thalia.

You'll have other shows.

There's nothing but sorrow, here. I can't stay.

Think pretty thoughts.

Father Felipe says thought helps the miracle.

We have to pray to San Benito.

Sometimes, not even saints can't help.

San Benito is going to help me find the love of a handsome man.

I don't mean a gringo. We know what they're like.

But a tall Mexican, like on TV.

I'll have a lot of children, and I'll open a diner in Tijuana.

Or a hair salon. That's a most excellent job.

[laughing]

No one can know what happened to Sabina at El Palmito.

It goes with the territory, and it has to stay private.

If I find out that any of you has been talking about it,

you will be back on the street, filthy and starving.

Let's talk business.

Thalia, how much did you take in?

120, and 30 in tips.

The guy with the mustache didn't leave anything extra?

[mumbling] I told you so.

- Welcome to Mexico, Doña Lita. - Thank you, Calixto.

Have a good day.

What's up, darlings? Show me your papers!

Doña Lita! We have some business to talk about.

Go to the Tijuanita, officer. I'm in a hurry.

I'm sorry, but that's not my style.

Nothing against your club, but I don't cross the Suchiate river.

What if I run into one of the guys we throw back...

or a jealous husband with a grudge...

over a bitch that the gringos or Sarabia fucked.

[laughing]

No, I'll stick to this side,

where an immigration officer is somebody.

On the other side, in Guatemala, I'm nobody.

Over there, AIDS is in the air, and that's worse than bat rabies.

You exaggerate, officer.

Better to talk here.

Just to let you know I had nothing to do with the assault on your girl.

I know, officer, but...

And to ask you not to do that to me...

sending over a girl without warning.

I can't go up against the gringos in these cases.

All due respect, with that lousy passport, she's not going anywhere.

How is she, by the way?

Very injured, Artemio...

and that's a financial loss for me.

She can't perform like that in the Tijuanita.

She was hit on the face...

anywhere else is fine, but why her face?

I've got her praying to all the saints to see if some charitable soul...

will help with her documents.

Because that girl has a future,

but the poor thing was born under a bad constellation.

I'm very sorry with you.

But with that fucking gringo smelling my thoughts,

there's nothing I can do.

You understand me.

I promise, Doña Lita, that as soon as she's better, I'll make it even.

[engine starts]

[cumbia music playing]

- Where's the girl? - I don't know.

Doña Lita, my dear,

you're going to tell me where she is.

It's been a week since she appeared on stage.

Ask me for anything, but tell me what happened to that girl.

She had a problem and it was your fault, Don Nico.

I'm sorry to be so blunt.

She had lousy papers and things got very ugly.

Let me see her.

Best to wait a few days.

- Thank you, Doña Lita. - Don't mention it.

I hope she's not asleep.

- Don't worry, Doña Lita. - We can wake her up.

You have a special visitor.

I don't want to see anyone.

Heavenly flame on whose tongue I wake up every morning,

one day as I open my eyes, I'll be dead before I die.

Be good.

What have they done to you, my child?

So now you want to help me?

Yes.

- You must think I'm stupid. - I don't understand.

Why should I believe you?

What hurts you, hurts me, even if you can't understand it.

I'll give you the visa tomorrow.

[birds chirping]

[door slams open]

Don't move, motherfucker.

You think you're a hot shot, at your fancy desk, right?

You're going to die, dog. You son of a bitch!

Open your eyes!

Open your eyes!

You were with Sabina last night, huh?

[groaning]

[phone rings]

But she loves me.

You old pig. Aren't you ashamed?

No? I'm going to waste you right here.

I'll give you whatever you want, I'll do anything you want.

Anything I want?

Lick my boot.

[phone rings]

Open the safe and give me everything, you old piece of shit.

And you've been warned, pussy.

Go near Sabina again, and I'll blow your brains out.

[cocks gun]

You must profit when the stars align...

and don't ignore good omens...

because that's like throwing money into the wind.

Sin of arrogance in the eyes of the Lord.

Whatever Doña Lita! But I'm not going through that gringo again.

If he grabs me again I'll just let myself die.

What's done is done, and you have to see it as a trial.

If the Lord searches, it's to know the extent of our faith.

If things go well, will you help me get out of here?

You know you're like a daughter to me.

These performances are just steps on the stairway to heaven.

You can't get there in one leap, or by a miracle.

I'm here to open doors for you and show you the way.

There is a price and a commission, like everything else in life.

But I won't cut your wings, or your dreams.

Agreed?

Don't ask questions. Just follow me.

These people expect the best.

If you want to come back you have to spread your legs.

And not putting on airs.

Remember: The man with the cash calls the tune...

and he doesn't want "no" for an answer.

"No." That's what they get from their wives.

You never saw me here, because here I'm Don Chavita. Got it?

[Birds are singing]

What?

Do a line, get in the mood, wipe that pout off your face.

Come on.

Be ready by 9.

[cumbia music playing]

Doña Lita has the best merchandise from Tapachula to Cancún.

I'm pleasantly surprised.

That bitch has a great eye for finding gorgeous young things.

Like she grows them in a garden.

Come on, sing me something.

This is for Mister Cossío.

♪ Like the sea ♪

♪ That tenderly kisses your skin ♪

♪ That's how I'll come up to you ♪

♪ And I'll never ever leave ♪

♪ And I'll never ever leave ♪

♪ You'll stop thinking of that old love ♪

♪ The waving sea will erase yesterday's memories ♪

[music stops]

[moaning]

They dumped more bodies.

The Maras kill them right at the edge of the jungle.

They've been doing it for five days now.

People are angry.

Why do they kill them?

Because nobody cares and no one does anything...

and the authorities allow it.

Why do you always bless me when you see me?

You remind me of my daughter.

Stop doing what you do, you're just a child.

What do you know about what I do?

[pensive music]

[upbeat music playing]

I don't want you to change my name. Understand?

Do I have to stop the show to say my name?

It's okay to say I'm from the Amazon, or from that place you said. Guacayil?

You don't know anything. Guayaquil!

If you had a nicer name, like Greisy, Karla, Marilyn!

You could headline anywhere.

I don't care what you think. I'm Sabina Rivas and I'm proud of it.

[sighs]

[soft music playing]

I don't see how things can change here.

And if you go with Jovany?

Never. I'd rather die.

Come dance with me.

Go away, asshole. Can't you see she's not well?

Drink your amaretto, it will pass.

Your luck is bound to change soon.

Come dance this song with me, it'll stop the tears.

[laughing]

[laughing]

Get out of here or I'll scream.

The bouncers are right outside.

Yell if you want. I just want a moment with you.

I'm going to take you away,

you'll never be with any of this scum again.

Don't be stupid.

I can't stand you doing this.

It's none of your business.

Let me take you away. You can't stay here.

Now you're going to fix my life?

You're taller, and you cut your hair.

You look good.

And you're just as skinny.

[gasping]

This is cursed. You have to let me go.

I want to erase everything.

Erase everything and make you disappear.

You can't just come and fuck up my life.

Shut up, Sabina.

You were at the bus station when the gringos took me.

Everything goes wrong when you show up.

But...

I want a different life, get it?

Now I have a chance to leave.

You can go with me,

and leave this shitty life.

I want to help you.

If you want to help me, go.

Go far away from here.

[phone rings]

Yes?

Yes. I agree.

- John! - Yeah?

What's up?

They dumping bodies down by the river,

I need you to go check it out.

[John] All right.

They're bringing bodies from the train tracks to the river.

People are gathering there, go check it out.

I have things to do for Cossío. Why don't you send Sarabia?

Cossío will understand.

Only our pain can bring us together.

I'm here because my girl was killed by a gang, in my own home.

Each one of us has a story with them.

If we stay silent, we fail ourselves and we fail God.

It's useless to go to the police, the law has more twists than the river.

Look!

The Immigration officers and the gringos

allow the Maras to commit these crimes.

It happened to us, right?

We were robbed in jail, and nobody gave a shit.

They're cut from the same cloth,

that's why we have to stick together.

To make our voice heard.

[Men] Yes!

- It's fucked, Boss. - What?

These assholes are saying that we protect the Maras.

[indistinct chatter]

Fucking asshole. This will teach you to shut your mouth.

[men screaming]

Have a drink.

Remember, the Mara sees everything and forgets nothing, you fuck.

[laughing]

You're going to pay for all the motherfuckers at the river.

You can't go up against the Mara 13.

Hey! Look who's here!

Juan...

I'm sorry, please, forgive us. Don't kill us.

[men yelling]

[train horn blaring]

[men screaming]

[train horn blaring]

[men screaming]

[men whooping]

Juan! Juan!

[horn blaring]

Tapachula, again? You promised me a party in Veracruz.

You think you can become Madonna just because you can sing well?

Get ready. You're going to Tapachula.

A lot of clients are waiting for you.

But what about Veracruz?

Some other time.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[pensive music]

Where are you going?

To work.

[man on radio] We have a situation over here,

you have to come over now! Over.

Copy that.

See you on the way back.

Show us more skin!

♪ The waving sea will erase yesterday's memories ♪

Take off your clothes!

♪ It's useless to suffer so! ♪

♪ You'll live, dream, love ♪

♪ Once more... ♪

I came here to dance and sing, you have no respect!

Suck my cock. That's where your talent is.

Suck mine!

Suck each other off, assholes.

I'm going to sing you a song and you're going to listen and applaud.

♪ That tenderly kisses your skin ♪

Fucking whore. You're asking for a beating.

Come on, motherfucker...

[agitated chatter]

What do you think, you little whore.

That you can make a scene here?

From now on, only lap dances. No more singing.

[rock music]

[men whistle]

[door opens]

Wake up, bitch.

I'd whip you, but it would cost me money.

Your singing days are over. Finished!

You can't do this to me.

I can't do this to you?

- Not the singing. - The singing and the dancing.

If you have no sense of decency, if you can't respect the audience...

all that's left is fucking. Everything else is over.

You have five dates.

A taxi is coming in half an hour

to take you from one date to another and another and another.

The driver has the addresses.

If there's one complaint...

you're warned.

How many more?

That's it. The last one cancelled.

Don Chavita knows?

He called to tell me. You can go.

[rain pattering]

[melancholy music]

[dance music playing]

[music stops]

[pop music playing]

- One for Veracruz. - Sure. That will be 20.

[engine starts]

I'm going to beat the shit out of you.

[pensive music]

Let go of me! Let go!

What do you want now?

I need you to do me a favor with the gringo.

Let go!

[screaming]

What's one more fuck, you slut?

I'm going to take you anyway, one way or another.

There's no fucking way I'm going!

That cocksucker messed up my face and without that I've got nothing.

[groaning]

The gringo has a weakness for you...

and that's my lottery ticket.

[screaming]

[screaming]

[groaning]

[screaming]

[screaming]

Is that how you enter other people's homes, officer Artemio?

Let go, damn it!

I have to take her to the gringo even if I lose my ear.

She didn't do anything to you.

And the only way you're coming in is feet first. You got me?

In Mexico, you may be important...

but here on this side you have no authority...

and you're nothing but a bum.

Know what we do to those around here?

We shoot them, clean, without shame,

because life is worthless, Burrona.

Take it easy, Doña Lita, I'm not in the mood for jokes.

I'm not joking.

[gunshot]

[dog barks]

Get going.

And don't fuck with my girls.

Because believe it or not, someone's looking out for them.

What do I tell the gringo?

[gunshot]

[dog barks]

Sabina!

That was scary, Doña Lita!

Should I bring you some water, or something stronger?

Just get a saw to cut the cuffs.

We don't have one here, Doña Lita.

I can't believe we don't have a saw!

We don't need one.

The only things we cut here are panties.

You'll have to sleep like this...

but first thing tomorrow, I'll take this shit off.

Oh, the trials God sends our way.

[pensive music]

This will make it better.

Was it that asshole, the consul?

No.

That bastard will die.

It was the immigration officer.

One of those motherfuckers.

[moaning]

Does it hurt a lot?

Don't stop.

Let's leave now.

I won't leave you again.

I can't forget what you did.

When I see you I hear mother's screams,

Dad vomiting,

- and that night... - Shut up, damn it.

Go away.

Go away and don't come back.

General, you're always so generous.

Best meal I've had since the compadre's party.

How's that deal of ours going?

It's all taken care of.

My people wait for the plane, and take it to a suitable place.

You take over on Thursday.

Will there be problems in Morelos?

Everything will run smooth as silk.

Don't say that. It's bad luck.

The last time, we lost a third of the load.

- You're right. - This is a perfect system, airtight.

Perfect for everyone.

Your mania for seeking out terrorists everywhere...

has brought you all the way here.

You're looking for Bin Laden in Tapachula.

So...

Everything north of Tapachula is yours...

from Tapachula to the river is ours...

and the river belongs to the tattooed.

Which works for all of us.

Right, General?

Right.

But we need to be careful.

Those boys could cause us some trouble someday.

They piss outside the pot, they go too far.

And who cleans up the mess?

[laughing]

Come on, bitches, give us the money!

Come on, you pussy.

The sneakers!

Hurry, asshole.

And your jeans, if they're still good. Like yours.

And yours.

[men insulting]

We don't have all day.

You're a dickhead.

And yours.

The money, asshole.

And yours.

Hurry, we don't have all day.

Let's hit the train.

Take off your underwear, pussy.

Climb that tree.

What's your fucking problem, cunt?

What the fuck?

Please, Jovany, tell him I'm your wing man...

your friend from San Pedro.

That I'm Lagrimitas...

and we grew up together.

Tell him not to hurt me.

Tell him not to kill me.

Jovany, you really know this sissy?

So, you know this dude, huh?

From childhood, since we were children. We grew up together.

- Shut up. - We were very good friends.

Until that thing at his house...

[gunshot]

Let's go!

Let's get out of here!

[suspenseful music]

Hey!

[upbeat music playing]

[truck engine stops]

What goes around comes around, Sabina Rivas.

You're gonna dare pull the same stunt in here?

Who knows?

As you wish.

Let's go with the gringo, then.

If we go with the gringo I'll tell him everything.

That in Tapachula you're Don Chavita.

Mind your own business.

So you can pimp me and other girls out for private parties.

That you get 40 percent and have a ton of girls working for you.

All of them underage.

And that in the Tijuanita alone we are a dozen girls working for you.

I'll tell him you tried to rape me.

And I'll show him my bruises.

You little liar!

What you need is for me to go far away.

I know you smuggle migrants.

You're delusional, bitch.

Let's go with the gringo, then.

Or I'll go on my own.

Hold it, bitch!

You don't let me think.

It's easy, man.

We either go with the gringo or you take me to Oaxaca.

Get out, then.

Wait for me here.

I have an errand to run, but I'll come get you...

and at dawn I'll take you to Tuxtla.

From there on up, you're on your own.

To Oaxaca, where the road-blocks are easier.

[scoffs]

Fucking ungrateful little lizard.

[upbeat music playing]

[fire crackling]

[suspenseful music]

Valderrama didn't say the tattoos were coming.

Turn it off.

Easy, dog.

What's wrong with you? Put it away!

We're not here for that bullshit.

Let me handle it and do what I say.

Stay put.

Is there a problem, man?

No, the driver got confused.

It's all here.

Get to it.

Marvis, unload the cargo.

You won't tell the General, right?

You're my only friend, Sarabia.

And fuck these pricks.

Anybody can have a moment like that.

After all, nothing happened.

We brought in the full load.

- You haven't seen her? - No, Doña Lita. I haven't.

- Do you know where Sabina is? - I last saw her this morning.

Have you seen Sabina?

No.

What's up?

All done, General.

Everything's fine, Sir.

We just had a small problem.

But it's all there?

It's all there, Sir.

Then what's the trouble?

Burrona, he got nervous again, he almost ruined everything.

We were a breath away from getting fucked.

He's not up to this kind of shit anymore.

He's loyal but he has problems.

He's not up for this type of errand.

If you could give him something easier.

All right, Sarabia.

Go rest. You deserve it.

Go on.

That asshole. Son of a bitch!

[thudding]

Jovany.

Hey, dude, your bosses send their regards.

Cool gesture, huh?

Motherfuckers.

[gunshots]

[birds chirping]

Are you going across?

I have nowhere to go.

My daughter told me you were going to come.

[pensive music]

Have you seen this girl?

Have you seen this girl?

They brought two more injured men.

Give them something to eat.

[women pray the Hail Mary]

I want to thank you.

I don't understand about The Girl...

but I thank you because you're a good man.

Nobody will bother you here.

I'm looking for Sabina, Sabina Rivas.

I don't know her.

We have to talk.

Not here.

After all I've done for you, I didn't deserve this treatment.

I've done nothing against you, Doña Lita.

Hiding in this cave of destitutes, this is not for you, girl.

They're illegals like me, Don Nico. You never gave me a visa.

You were about to go, we were keeping it a surprise.

We had practically confirmed performances in Veracruz,

Don Nico is going to help, if you stay.

You have my word.

I'm leaving, Don Nico...

I swear it, as sure as my name is Sabina Rivas.

I'm leaving with a group heading North.

Why don't you come back to the Tijuanita?

You work three months, just three.

And you'll go anywhere you want, with a job waiting for you.

Three months?

No. I want to go now.

It worries me to see you go at Gods' whim.

I'm like a mother to you.

Stop it, Doña Lita.

Don't talk about that, because my mother was a leech...

[sniffles]

But I have to move on.

Think about it.

No. I won't go back.

Your brother is looking for you.

He came by the Tijuanita.

Who?

You know who I mean. Jovany.

And who told him?

Well, tell him I'm gone.

And now, what you've all been waiting for...

I leave you with "The Pearl of the Tijuanita"!

[cheers and applause]

[upbeat music playing]

♪ Like the sea ♪

San Benito will help me find the love of a handsome man,

to have a shitload of children.

Set up my hair salon in the other Tijuana, where...

I want to kidnap you in the bleak Lent.

Over a stallion, with a rattle...

and under gunfire from the police.

The Maras killed another four in the jungle.

My daughter died the same way, but she has come back to help us.

How long will we let this go on?

Will we do nothing but mourn our dead?

[indistinct chatter]

No, we must do something.

Holy Mary, mother of God,

pray for us sinners, now and in the hour of our death, amen.

[truck engine rumbling]

Where is the man they call Añorve?

It's me.

We're going to search the premises...

we have reports about satanic rites performed here.

The shelter doesn't have a permit from the city...

and whoever is in charge isn't authorized to manage it.

Soldiers!

[items clattering]

[people singing a religious song]

[people singing a religious song]

You've been warned, you have 48 hours to vacate.

[singing continues]

[clapping along]

Yes, very well. How?

I'll take care of it. Bye.

General, the merchandise is well protected,

but we need to take care of some troublemakers.

We can't afford any slip-ups next week.

Yes, General. But you know how everyone has their own ambitions.

Well, we'll take care of those ambitions too.

Understood, understood, we'll be there.

[ominous music]

[gunshots]

[women screaming]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[screaming]

[gunshots]

[screaming]

[gunshots]

Jovany!

This is for my brother, motherfucker.

[gunshots]

Go.

Go.

[woman crying in distance]

[insects chirping]

Son of a bitch!

[screaming]

[lashing]

[Sabina cries]

No!

[Sabina screaming]

[indistinct]

[yelling]

[loud thumping]

[groaning]

No, Jovany. He's your father!

[no audible dialogue]

[fire crackling]

[chicken chirping]

[dogs barking]

[door knocking]

[Woman] Who is it?

Sabina Rivas.

[door slams shut]

[pensive music]