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And now begins the ancient word,

the sun sleeps below the sky,

and the world turns upside down.

In the night, we make our feast.

For centuries I danced for them, the blood-gatherer,

the bringer of souls.

I brought them the lost ones,

the troubled ones, the desperate ones.

Now I am free...

And the world turns upside down again.

They are thirsty for revenge,

and nothing will stop them.

No boundaries, no borders.

They will come for me,

but I am coming for them.

Their empire of blood will fall,

and I will not rest until it all burns.

Mi diosa.

You were mesmerizing.

He has no idea how special you are.

He will never appreciate you like I do.

- I think you appreciate her too much.

Don't you have a floor to mop?

I wonder what other lies he's told you.

I know how special you are.

The question is...

Do you?

Face me.

How did you feel out there?

- Just like you said I would.

They were eating from the palm of my hand.

- Your lips speak the truth...

But your eyes say otherwise.

What were you before we met?

A little girl lost.

And now you're a goddess.

Say it.

- I am a goddess.

- Say it again.

- I am a goddess.

- Say it again!

- I am a goddess.

That's it.

Now act like it.

For your lord.

- You're being quiet.

- I'm thinking. - Thinking about what?

It's a simple plan.

This is your plan, by the way.

Use Paloma and the girls as bait,

follow the flesh.

Find malvado's hideout, pop him.

- And then?

- Then? Then we're set.

This guy's got a big operation, right?

We're gonna put that to work for us.

- Pull over.

- Look, I get it. - You want to tear everything down.

You're all screwed up about the guy.

Don't think that I'm not sensitive to that.

I see you dancing all alone and burning yourself in the sunlight.

But you gotta let that go. I am not gonna destroy his operation.

He is loaded, and, yes, therefore I will be loaded.

But I'm not about a smash 'n' grab job.

This gecko is not some d-bag trigger man.

He is a brilliant tactician...

Wait! The car!

The car!

- I want him dead.

I want his world turned to dust.

No more slavery, Richard.

Does your brilliant fucking mind understand that?

- Pretty sure I got it.

- Good morning, sunshine.

We're almost there.

- Where's there?

- Houston.

What?

- Got rid of the little junkie-chic look, huh?

- It's nice. - Yeah.

- What's in Houston?

- Probably the last person I can trust.

- The only person you'd get dressed up for.

It sure as shit ain't me. Not that I want to bring this up,

but we're not going to see your brother, are we?

Good.

You don't need any distractions

while you're making all that money back for me.

- Oh. Really.

- Must be one hell of an outfit looking for him.

- What do you mean?

- They got you paranoid back there. - You were kicking me around the motel room.

We kind of turned into a country song there for a second.

- Okay, um...

Look, about that...

- I don't know. - You get a pass.

Okay. One pass.

You were in a dark place. I been there before.

- So what exactly were you running from down there, anyway?

- Wasn't trying to get away from anything. Just...

Trying to find something new.

- You want new?

I'm gonna get you new.

From here on out, it's all new.

Okay?

All right.

- I think I might be in Mexico around that time. But...

We can work something out.

Love to see you and Jeanette.

Brunch? Um...

Let's make it dinner. I'm not a brunch guy.

Be in touch.

Just build that interstate, cabron.

What do you want?

- These.

Sex machine needs the map.

He needs to start the search.

- Take them. Go.

- You do realize that once you have the treasure,

you can't open it without a key.

- Are we still talking?

- What if she finds it first?

- She doesn't care about that.

- I hear that she took one of your flesh deliveries.

Is that why you're so irritable, jefe?

You've lost some weight.

- I've got someone on the case.

- El regulador? Yeah. - I know him. Cool guy.

Cool guy.

But I have to tell you... Es UN perro...

Y nada mas.

And a dog is only good when it's got a scent.

If you want santanico,

you don't need anyone with a nose.

You need someone with a brain.

- Yeah?

Someone with a cock.

I know why you want to find her.

You want to start fucking her again, don't you?

- You're the one that shared her with me, your eminence.

- It's my way of keeping her in that temple.

But you know what?

I can give this map to El profesor myself.

I don't really need you anymore.

- I built your flesh business.

Now that she knows you're using it to feed,

she'll attack again.

You know she's trying to find this place.

- She'll never find it.

And pretty soon she'll be back where she belongs.

See that? That is how it ought be, my friend.

Coitus is a natural human function,

fundamental physiological need.

Thank you, sweetheart.

All this stuff we put between the dick and pussy,

like love, marriage, clothing.

Come on.

Gets in the way, man.

It's like with taking a crap.

Did you know that the man-made toilet,

the crapper, has vitiated the natural way

we were meant to evacuate our bowels?

- You're supposed to squat.

- Straightens out the colon. - Exactly.

Exactly. You squat when you take a shit?

- Fuck, no.

- Fuck no! - 'Cause it ain't natural, right?

That's how upside down and sideways our world has become.

What's man-made now feels natural.

- Like cutting off a brother's head.

- That ain't natural. - What are you doing, man?

- Did I ask you to speak? - No, sir.

- Then go out back and sit with the vehicles.

- Am I a parking attendant now?

- You're whatever I say you are.

I expect to see you on that stage.

This one here needs an attitude adjustment.

If you can't turn her out by curtain call, she doesn't set foot on that stage.

- I'll take care of her.

- All right, ladies. Let's go.

If there's beauty to bring out, it should've happened by now.

Let's go, 5 minutes.

- What are you doing?

- Hey! - I'm not going out there.

- Remember what I told you? - No one is gonna touch you.

We're gonna go all the way to the top.

- We're gonna destroy them together. - I'm not going!

- Fine. Be that way.

This'll make her dance.

I'm sorry, you did not just touch me!

- What the hell are we waiting for?

- It was necessary. - Long as we make the sale.

- You will see me as her.

Everyone will. But only for a little while.

- La diosa!

- I'm not a goddess. You are.

Now act like one.

- I thought you would have come sooner.

- I didn't have a reason to until I knew you were actually here.

- Who told you? - Jessica.

She said you were hanging out outside of school.

She wanted to know if I was back too.

- Bitches be textin'.

Don't.

- I'm... I'm just trying to help you, Scott.

- Help me?

Like you helped dad?

- What are you doing?

- Grabbing something for the road.

- What? - Didn't know about dad's secret stash?

He was weak, Kate.

- No, you're weak.

You're sick and you're starving,

and the neighborhood cats aren't going to be enough.

- What do you know about it?

- I know that miss downton tabby

isn't gonna be enough to hold you over.

- You shouldn't have come back.

- Scott, this is our home.

I know that you wouldn't have come back if there wasn't part of you that thought

you could live a normal life again.

- No, Kate.

I'm part of something bigger now. Much bigger.

- Where are you going?

- The night is young. - Scott, wait.

Scott!

Scott!

- Really?

- What do you think you're doing, letting yourself in here like this?

- I think maybe you should've moved the spare key.

You wanna lower the Cannon, please?

- What do you want? - Eddie.

Come on. I got a 13-inch tube that needs...

- What in god's name is a fine young lady like yourself

doing with a no-good lowdown shit-bird like him?

- Okay, easy there. - Excuse me, I'm talking to miss...?

-Soma.

- Sonja. He only comes calling when he needs something.

- That's not true!

- And right about now, he's gonna flash that shit-eatin' grin of his.

- Eddie, will you just calm yourself, please?

Thank you.

Look, I just came here to ask you one thing.

- Forget it, I can't do it. - Just till I get back on my feet.

- You think I got scores growing on trees? - I think you got a ripe one right here.

- That ain't for you.

- Okay, fine. - What else you got, then?

- How about the shirt off my back, or the change in my pockets?

You know, I'm thinking I ought change that sign out front,

the way you boys keep stopping by, wanting me to fix your problems.

It ought be called the gecko repair shop.

- Wait a second. "You boys"? What boys? - Two days ago, Richie came for a handout.

Now you're here with red Sonja looking for a quick way to get gold.

Except you ain't conan no more, my friend.

Excuse me, would you not touch that, please?

- These are those crazy monkey-shit beans.

Kopi luwak, right?

- Okay, she's not so bad, but you.

- Can we just back up for a second here please?

You said Richard was here?

- What, am I slurring my words?

- What did he want? - He wanted a favor, just like you.

- Oh, okay. You know what? - Forget it.

- You were supposed to look out for him.

- Don't start with me. - He's family.

- Not anymore. - That's funny, he said the same thing.

- This is the part where you guys hold your breath till one passes out?

You want a juice box or something?

- You can't just start pulling jobs. - Why the hell not?

- 'Cause the name Seth gecko doesn't mean anything anymore.

Love him or hate him, your brother made that Walker, Texas ranger

car-off—the-cliff shit stick.

You're dead, literally.

- Okay, fine. - I'll start from scratch.

Okay? Gimme something simple.

- I'd give him a shot, but I'm biased, so...

- The hell are you doin' with that?

- Self-defense, dude. Never know what you might find in the woods.

- If we find your balls, you can scoop 'em right up.

- He's right. It's never this quiet.

Think someone's pulling some catfish shit on us?

- Not unless you guys started banging freshmen.

- Fuller! - Where the hell do you come from?

- I'm the one who texted you.

- Since when do you know about the party hut?

- Screw that, since when are you still breathing?

We heard about your dad going all schizo when your mom died.

Chop-sueyed you and your sister and then skipped town.

- Chop suey. - That's... that's funny.

- I'm a clown.

- Do I look dead to you?

No. Come on, boys.

- Shoo...

Is that...?

- We are gonna need serious snackage to go with that.

- Guys, guys. Yo. - I'm all set on food.

Let's go. Let's go.

I don't know what he's gonna do.

I tried to talk to him, but he got away from me.

I never should've left him in that awful place, and...

I think maybe they brainwashed him,

and made him believe that he belongs with them now.

Look, I'm sorry to ramble on like this.

I don't know who else to call.

I know that I can help him.

I just can't do it alone, so please...

Please, just call me back.

- Ohh. Think I'm gonna yack, boys.

- Yo. We gotta get you outside, man.

- Outside? Why? - Barfing's contagious.

Plus, gotta get you back for all those times you picked on me last year.

- Do this first. - No way, dude.

- Ohhhh! - Do it again, man!

- There you are. - Thought you fell in, man. Sit down.

- Here we go. - Missing the show.

Good, good. — huh?

- Smile. Smiles, please.

- Dresses are a nice touch. - Should charge more for that.

Oh, my god. Look at that.

That is a peach right there.

Hey...

How they doing?

- Had a little trouble with one of them.

- Yeah?

- But she got in line. - That's good.

- Did Mr. Sanz here tell you about his demands?

- He just did.

- Can't sell girls to the browns if the browns aren't here.

- Don't get your panties in a bunch, baby. - I got you.

Hmm...

Here's Carlos now.

Carlos!

- Carlos, my favorite buyer. - Blanchard.

- Listen, I'll get your bid number set up right away.

As you can see, you're gonna need it. There's someone I want you to... meet.

- Who's that? - Uh...

Our new supplier, but I don't know where the hell he got off to.

Here, I got your table all set up.

Candy, get over here and take care of sefior madrigal, okay?

Anything you need. Talk to you soon.

This is a problem.

- No. No, no, no, no, no, no. - This is good.

We stick to the plan.

Carlos won't be able to resist. He'll purchase Paloma.

We'll follow him to malvado's hideout.

Carlos madrigal.

Leave the door open, anything'll walk in.

- Diana. So nice to see you.

I need something...

Exceptional.

- Ohh.

Right to the point today.

- You know me.

How long has it been, huh?

When was the last time I came here?

February?

- It's been too long.

Why don't you get comfortable.

Something exceptional is coming right up.

You'll know her when you see her.

- Yeah. You're good.

She looks just like new.

- I'm just glad it's not on your ass.

- Yeah, I can see you love what you do.

Have tattoo gun, will travel.

- It's practically an appendage.

- That's right.

Lets you do what you do best.

Sometimes that's the tool in your hand, and...

Well, sometimes it's the tool at your side. You know what I mean?

- Easy.

Seth can be a tool, you got that right.

But what he and I have, it's a business arrangement,

pure and simple.

- Business? - Till I get what he owes me.

- Yeah, I guess it's best to keep it casual.

Best for you and Seth.

Because it's his brother that lets him do what he does best.

- As far as I can tell, all Richie's done

is leave Seth to rot in a shithole south of the border.

He's better off without him.

- Yeah, I'm sure Seth's ex-wife would agree with you there.

Ow! Goddamn, woman.

- Sorry.

- Tattooing my bone?

- It's a dull needle.

Been working on a lot of thick skin lately.

- You seem like a smart girl.

Last smart girl to come between those brothers

ended up doing two dimes at hilltop.

Bottom line is, when it comes to Richie,

it's not a matter of if but when

Seth mends the fence, and when he does,

I'd just hate to see you standing all alone on the other side.

- Everybody loves a good underdog story, wouldn't you say?

See somebody triumph in the face of adversity.

See somebody taking punches. Get knocked down.

Drag themselves back up, keep on swinging.

That's rocky.

Greatest underdog story ever told.

You know, it's funny, but...

A lot of people forget that he actually loses in that first movie.

You know?

That's the whole point, you see.

Even in the face of defeat,

he had his chance to prove himself.

And he gets the girl.

Don't get me wrong. The sequels were fun and all.

Mr. T's always good for a laugh.

But nobody wants to see greased up dolph lundgren with his...

Cheesy Russian accent go home with the belt, you know?

It's not the same anymore. It's not an underdog story.

- That's a valid point, son.

But I ain't giving you the cash.

- Larry, you got it and then some.

Now, that 442 back there is worth...

What, six times what you owe?

From the looks of it, I'd say you boys are doing some pretty nice work around here.

Eddie says you've been doing brisk business

ever since he gave you that loan and got you back on your feet.

- Eddie and his ridiculous interest...

Can suck my Lily-white ass.

And you, you call yourself a collector?

Why should I deliver to you?

Who the fuck are you?

Ah, well,

at this moment, right now, I'm nobody.

But in 3.2 seconds, I can be any number of people.

I can be Mr. Switzerland.

Gets along with all the other nations around him.

Keeps good time. Makes fine chocolate.

Mr. Switzerland would politely take receipt

of the aforementioned monies and be on his way.

I can be him.

Or I can be Mr. North Korea.

And I think you know what I mean when I say Mr. North Korea.

- Crazy motherfucker. - Crazy motherfucker.

- I'll tell you what.

How about I have my boy Wade here shoot you in the face?

Then you could be Mr. Guam...

Who nobody gives a fuck about.

I'm not gonna do that.

- It's a wise choice.

Eddie says "much grass."

You know who am I now?

I'm Seth gecko, motherfucker.

Scott, Scott, Scott!

Shh shh.

- Seriously, bro, that's some David Blaine shit right there.

- Yeah.

Oh, sweet. They're here.

- Who?

-Mmmm.

- Looks like you guys are having all the fun without us.

- So what, you were spying on me when you saw me outside school?

- You mean like how you used to always spy on me?

- I don't know what you're talking about. - Oh, please.

All those sleepovers.

Listening outside your sister's bedroom door.

Trying to sneak a peek.

- Well, what could I say?

You look better than anything I've seen on the Internet.

- Ah! Shut up.

You know, I used to always tell Kate that I thought you were cute.

She'd get all mad and overprotective.

Even texted me tonight saying that I should stay away from you,

that you're dangerous.

- She's always getting in other people's business.

- Is that true, Scott?

Are you dangerous?

And sold, to our friends

from Dubai, all three.

Help the ladies down, will ya, fellas?

Good job.

All right.

On to the main event.

This...

This is why y'all came out tonight.

Have a look.

Who doesn't like cupcakes, right?

Let's go with number 13.

Dance. Shake it for the guys, okay?

Who's got ten for me? There's ten. Twenty?

Who's got 30?

Thirty, there you are. Forty?

- Everything okay?

Fifty? Can we do 50? There's 50.

Sixty? You know what? I bid 60.

Seventy? Who's got 70?

There's 70 in the back. Eighty?

- Scott?

Should've started at 130. One-forty.

There's 140. There you go.

Now we're moving. One fif...

- Boom.

- One second.

That's a hell of a number for one girl.

- That's for all of them.

- Of course.

That's it, gentlemen.

- We'll see that she and the rest of the lot get delivered to your boss.

- Put the others in the truck.

I'd like to break the seal on this one.

- Let's go, ladies.

- Scott?

Scott! I knew when you grabbed dad's alcohol you'd come here to have a party!

Oh, my god!

- It was an accident, I swear.

Look, Kate.

I couldn't stop.

I was just so...

So hungry.

- Oh, my god, Jessica.

- Kate, I need your help.

- Kate! - I can't help you.

- Yes, you can.

We need to move this body before everyone else wakes up, otherwise we're both screwed.

- Send me home.

Katerina.

Katerina, get up.

A missionary can't spread the good news if she's sitting on her ass.

- I can't.

- Yes, you can.

You came to me because of him.

You're already giving up?

- He killed my friend.

- He's not right. He's... - A monster.

Yeah.

He's just like me, Kate.

- No.

You're different, rafa.

You... tried to help me.

You died trying to help me.

- You don't think Scott's capable of that?

- I want him to be.

- Then tell him.

Keep telling him.

If not, someone else will start whispering in his ear.

You went on your own journey,

across an ocean of sand,

with your substitute father and your sister.

I didn't know what you were capable of,

what you could become.

Go. Go find a new ocean to cross.

It might bend you and it may break you,

but you will learn what you need to know.

- You know, I met someone down in Mexico.

He learned to control his cravings.

You can learn too.

We just have to find a way without hurting innocent people.

- I could see into her, Kate.

Her soul.

You don't have any clue, but she was totally jealous of you.

- Stop trying to justify what you did.

- I'm not trying to justify anything. - I'm telling you what I saw.

I didn't just feed off her blood. I fed on her soul.

- What you saw was wrong.

And jealous or not, you killed an innocent girl.

- She was just practice.

I can control myself now.

- I'm not gonna kill you.

I'm gonna protect you.

The only way that I know how.

- That's no way to treat family.

- His boys got the girls all loaded up.

- We need to get her down there. - Go. I got it.

- You were incredible.

How did you learn to dance like that?

Don't be afraid.

I only wish for the privilege of dancing with you.

Now, remember...

It's not the steps that's important.

What's important

is the person you're dancing with.

He won't appreciate you like I do.

The way you look,

the way you dance.

There is no worse kind of torture

than being forced to love only a part of someone...

When you want the whole thing.

- I will never be yours.

That's not nice.

I asked for privacy.

- I ask that if one of my girls forgets herself,

you let me be the one to crack the whip.

Forgive me for being forward,

but your boss paid a pretty penny for tip-top product.

- He has another six downstairs.

This one... is mine.

I'm going to shower her with gifts.

I'm going to make her feel like a goddess.

I'm going to make her mine.

Forever.

- You must have a pretty understanding boss.

Get in the truck, now.

- She likes to play rough.

Reminds me of a girl I used to know.

- Man like you must've put her in her place.

- Oh, no. She put me in mine.

Didn't you...

Diosa?

So that was your game, huh?

Follow the flesh to malvado's stronghold.

You really think you can find his hideout?

- It was working until you showed up.

- Where's the guy who took you upstairs? - With her.

- It wasn't until I actually saw her,

saw how absolutely perfect she was,

that I knew.

Such a cruel and ugly thing to do to a little girl.

- What the hell is that?

Wrap this up. Get 'em out of here.

- Come in.

- Hey.

There's some, uh, long-lost friends of yours out by the dresser.

Bunch of guys named Benjamin.

- That squares us away, then, huh?

- Yeah, yeah. Pretty much.

Listen, one more thing, though.

- What's that?

- Thank you.

I never said thank you for pulling me out of that hole down south.

- You're welcome.

- Okay.

- Hey.

What is it about us?

- What do you mean?

- I just feel like

all we ever do is say goodbye.

- Guess this doesn't have to be the end. - You know, it...

Could be the beginning of a...

Business arrangement.

Hey, Sonja, listen, there's, uh...

There's something I need to talk to you about.

What's wrong?

- What's wrong...

Is you're dead.