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So I said, "I'll sign the fucking papers,

if you tell me who you're screwing."

You should've seen her face when I said that.

The bitch went pale.

I told you she was a slut.

I swear somehow I'll find out who she's screwing.

I'm going to look for him, find him, and then kill him.

And I'm sending her back to the street where I found her.

For God's sake! What kind of moron are you?

We ordered the food two hours ago.

Sorry, sir, some ingredients were wrong...

Blah, blah, blah. What a bunch of morons.

So? What are you waiting for to serve us?

I'm starved.

Right away.

Try some.

-It's good. -Let's eat.

Sit down.

At least tell me who wants me dead.

Your wife.

And your brother.

You son of a bitch.

Excuse me.

A GHOST NAMED MOLINA

So tell me, Jay.

This ghost, as you call him,

do you know how he died?

-They got rid of him. -They did what?

-What Don got rid of him? -Mr. Moreira.

If it was Moreira, I know him. What's the agent's name?

His name is Molina.

-What did you say? -I'll do it.

Molina. Do you know him?

So you need to wait until Mr. Moreira makes a decision.

Fine.

Meanwhile...

What part didn't you get of "I'll be right with you"?

I waited 20 minutes. I need to pick up my kid.

That's your problem, not mine.

Have your wife pick him up.

Tell Moreira I can't do the Brodski job.

-Why? -Ask the other 3 dead agents.

-I won't be the fourth. -You can't refuse.

I don't need your permission.

What are you talking about, you fool?

What are you talking about?

-Get someone else. -I'll do it.

You're welcome.

Thanks.

Lucky guy.

-Jay. -Sir?

You've been very helpful this evening.

Drop me off on the corner.

Yes, sir.

That smells delicious.

Can I try some?

Why ask when you do as you like?

It's delicious, just like you.

Please!

I'm hungry.

It started 10 minutes ago.

No offense,

but shouldn't we talk somewhere else?

-You saw it? -I mean somewhere quieter.

-There's nobody here. -Somebody could show up.

Nobody's coming. I got all the tickets.

-Any other problem? -None whatsoever.

Fine, here's mine.

Ana.

Ana!

What?

Why just two plates?

Are you expecting somebody?

Your Mom.

Mom's having dinner in her room.

-Why? -Because she always does.

She's having dinner with us from now on, I'll get her.

No. Please. Please.

-Don't do that to her. -Do what?

Humiliate her.

Humiliate her? Eating with us humiliates her?

Having people see her face is humiliating to her.

No, Ana, that kind of thing destroys families.

I already lost a family.

I don't want to lose another.

Go fetch your Mom.

Trust me, sir, that will not be necessary.

Ávila will never find that agent.

Since when do you decide what's necessary?

Never, but if I do as you ask,

Ávila will kill me.

What do you think I'll do if you refuse?

Call a board meeting and explain the problem.

-Without Ávila's okay? -Linares.

Okay.

Is that all?

Who's the cop that works for Ávila?

Detective Sánchez?

-He might have loyalty issues. -What do you need me to do?

Make him stop bugging us.

Go now. I want to see this.

Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!

Sir, I spent all afternoon looking for El Chulo.

And I'm shocked

by the obscene amount of porn I've watched.

I can't find him.

It looks like they use stage names.

Something wrong sir?

I mean apart from what's already going on.

What rules apply to an agent that lies to a Don?

There's a law that specifies that the cost of lying is death.

Why do you ask, sir?

I think an agent just lied to me in my own face.

May I guess what that lie was all about?

-Yes, Iván. -He told you a story

about a ghost named Molina?

-How do you know that? -I was told exactly the same story.

Ready? Show us your hand.

You miscalculated, gentlemen.

-I have to go. -What's wrong, Buitre? That's all?

You could've given me the cash and saved a long trip.

Let us pray.

Your hands.

Lord.

We thank you

for blessing this family.

Close your eyes.

This is an act of faith.

Good.

Lord, we thank you for...

You think both agents made up that story for us?

I don't think so,

unless someone warned them we'd be visiting them.

-Linares. -I certainly didn't, sir.

Why would Linares do that?

I shouldn't speculate, I have no idea.

-There's no other explanation. -Yes, there is.

What?

That their story is not a fabrication.

I can hear you.

-Fun or addiction? -I don't understand.

-Gambling. You know what I mean. -I don't. Why should I?

You walked out the back door

of a Chinese restaurant that closed two hours ago.

I don't think you were doing the dishes.

What's your game, dice or poker?

I don't believe in luck, Carlos.

Carlos?

Call me Buitre. How did you know I was here?

If I didn't, someone else would be my boss.

And I'd be the poor devil that obeys him.

-I asked you a question. -I just play for fun.

In spite of your losses?

-I win more than I lose. -I'm supposed to believe that?

My evil ways don't interest you. What do you want?

You're right.

I just like to know what a weak guy does.

It's about your buddy Sánchez.

What about Sánchez?

He's turned into a problem.

Take care of it.

What exactly do you mean by taking care of it?

Take care of it.

Solve the problem.

Understood?

When it's done,

phone me.

Tell me about Molina.

He was the most brilliant agent we ever had.

I'd have given him Erika Duarte's job

without the slightest hesitation.

He never left a job undone.

Even the one you rejected. Remember, sir?

-You're welcome. -Thanks.

I remember him well. He was a man of his word.

I mean the job you rejected sir.

-The best agent we've ever had. -Possibly.

So maybe that lie is no fabrication.

-Sir? -You were the first to tell me

that in this business no agent can ever walk away.

They're eliminated, right?

He didn't actually quit, sir. He asked to be allowed to quit.

He tried to quit?

Ybarra would've liked to quit. Right?

The fact that he wanted to quit doesn't mean it's possible, sir.

So?

He spoke to Mr. Moreira about his preoccupations.

Fast track to the part where Moreira made a decision.

That's the point, sir.

Moreira couldn't make any kind of decision.

He had to go by the book, so he called a board meeting.

-What did the board decide? -Nothing, sir.

-They didn't make a decision? -They never met, sir.

The Don of Dons told Moreira he would take care of it himself,

to deal with Molina's issue once and for all.

Then what?

I don't know sir.

Neither Mr. Moreira nor I heard about Molina's case again.

Tell me, Iván.

Do you think Molina's alive?

I have no idea.

What's wrong?

Aren't you hungry?

Eat.

Eat, Arcelia.

Ana spent a lot of time cooking. It's really good.

Sorry, sir.

Don't call me sir.

Arcelia, please don't call me sir.

-Sorry. -That's better.

We're a family, right?

Yes, we are a family.

So eat your fucking dinner already.

Another thing.

Shouldn't you be focusing on solving the Duarte case?

So you can retake control of the business?

I never lost control of it.

If the board ever finds out

an ex-agent of ours is alive and working on his own...

The board needs to know nothing of the sort.

I agree with that.

Sir, what about Chulo?

Chulo?

-Fat chicks. -Fat chicks?

Yes, he likes fat chicks.

Well, I'll take care of him.

I don't want you to whack him. I asked you to find him.

-I need to talk to him. -The rules...

Not again, Iván, please.

Sir.

This business and I aren't dead thanks to those rules

and the discipline required to carry them out.

Just because you're not inclined to apply the rules

doesn't mean they're not necessary.

If what you want to do is bury the old rules,

that's fine with me.

But only if they're replaced by new rules,

a new order.

If not, the very thing that has kept us alive so far,

will be lost forever.

Am I interrupting?

Sorry, sir, we had to call a last minute meeting.

And it's urgent.

Fat chicks.

-And what's so urgent? -Duarte.

We can't just sit and wait for Duarte to get rid of us.

We have to do something.

-What do you suggest? -Eliminate him.

He's very well connected.

We killed his daughter. He won't give up that easily.

You do remember I told you so before you killed her?

It's done, now we need to solve the problem.

Forget it.

Nobody lays a finger on Duarte. He knows too much.

That's exactly why.

That's exactly why we're not touching him for now.

We can't afford to think that if he dies

the information he has dies with him.

Nicolás Duarte's a smart guy.

And smart guys always protect themselves,

always have life insurance.

So until we find out what he has on us,

and where he has it, nobody gets to touch him.

Understood?

I agree with him.

And you guys?

-I agree. -Who doesn't agree?

I just don't see why you didn't find that out yesterday.

You want to say something?

We know you met with him.

-What did you say? -I'm just saying.

I met with him, so what?

We're not accusing you of anything, Ávila.

It's the reason why you met that concerns us.

What was it about?

-About his daughter. -What else?

Nothing to worry about.

-I'd like to believe you. -Why don't you?

Your sudden obsession

with identifying the Erika Duarte agent.

Linares.

Sir?

Aren't you supposed to be my right hand?

That's right.

I felt I had to warn the board about this threat.

The next time you open your mouth

to a member of this board,

both you and the don that listens to you,

will be eliminated.

-Got it? -Got it.

Get out.

From now on, the only guy that decides

what's a threat to the board is me.

And until we find that agent our lives are in danger.

I doubt that Duarte has enough information

to come after all of us at the same time.

-I agree with you. -So what's the risk?

That information exists and not just Duarte has it.

Who else could have it?

That's precisely what I'm trying to find out,

and what I'll ask that agent when I find him.

Tell us who he works for and he's yours.

I would if I knew.

-But I don't. -So how can you find him?

I have a few ideas, but anything you can tell me is welcome.

We will.

Alright then.

Meeting's over.

Have a nice evening.

-Linares. -Sir?

Sir, I apologize for calling a meeting without your approval.

-Do you trust me, Linares? -Certainly, sir.

I don't believe you.

-Why not? -Because I don't trust you.

Sit down.

Tell me, Linares.

What was the Don of Dons like?

-Sorry, I don't understand. -With you.

What was he like with you?

Didn't you know him better than anybody?

I suppose I did.

I knew him better than anybody.

I was his eyes and his ears. I watched everything for him.

My job was to collect information.

But not interpreting it, he did that.

He gave me thirty minutes per day.

During those 30 minutes,

I spoke and he listened.

-He was a great guy. -He was a psycho.

His methods...

Were impossible to understand.

You make him sound like a god.

And he was nothing but a killer.

Like Dali said:

"Even the worst killer

has something of an angel".

-Will that be all, sir? -And you were his eyes.

And his ears.

-His ears, right. -Right.

Tell me something.

What do you know about an agent called Molina?

You don't need to tell me who you are.

I know all about your jobs, how they were executed.

I also know you've never made a mistake.

You're a good agent.

It's been an honor, sir.

That's exactly why I'm so surprised about this.

-I don't understand. -It's about my wife.

She had a stroke and she's paralyzed from the neck down

-and she needs me. -Do not interrupt me again.

-Sorry. -I thought I knew everything about you,

but I was wrong.

I didn't know you were sentimental.

Why are you interested in him?

It turns out that one day this Molina guy decided to quit.

-And according to the rules... -He had to be eliminated.

I want to know if he walked out alive.

Because I don't see how he could've killed Erika Duarte,

if he was dead.

What makes you think he walked out of here alive?

That's what both agents told me.

The ones you jotted down for me. Remember?

I guess you know how irritating it is to be mistaken.

I said I'm sorry, sir.

It's not your fault.

-Both of them? -Both of them.

You know all men have some kind of weakness.

Yes.

Mine was thinking you were perfect.

No I am not, and I love my wife very much.

So I beg for mercy. I've never failed you.

What weighs more, a thousand mistakes I avoided or this one?

That makes no sense.

Why would they make that up?

They didn't make it up.

It's a rumor among all the agents.

You have a lot of talent for making your case.

-Thanks. -Sir, I know Molina is dead. Trust me.

Why should I believe you and not them?

But not a gift.

Because I killed him.

-Sir. -Let's do this.

What happened?

Let's do this.

One clean shot.

-One bullet. -I'll let this pass.

To the head.

I'll let this pass.

From now on you're a ghost.

Unless a ghost did it.

You believe in ghosts?

What did you do with the body?

I turned it into dust.

And the wind did the rest.

Very poetic.

Maybe not poetic, but it's true. Molina couldn't have done it.

Very well, Linares.

-That's all. -Good night then.

You know why I did that?

Yes, sir.

Get some rest.

Is that for real?

Hello, Chulo.

-I can't do this. -Cut. Cut.

How am I supposed to fuck this lame dick?

Come on, it's not my fault. It's not. Show me some action.

Listen, honey. Go home and get some rest.

We'll talk tomorrow, okay?

Tomorrow. Right.

What the hell is that?

What's with the racket?

Good morning, princess.

Let me take a shower.

He can go fuck himself.

You have no idea how happy I am to see you're alive.

I was going to call you. I swear.

-Exactly when was that to be? -I know I made a mistake.

A very serious mistake.

Please, Iván. There's no point in killing me.

Well, no, no, no.

If we wanted you dead, you'd never know what hit you.

So?

-Woke you up, baby? -What do you think?

Why don't you buy some food?

I don't even know where the kitchen is.

Why should you know where the kitchen is?

I think I should know where things are in my house.

Your house? You have no idea where you are. Do you?

This is the Don of Don's house.

That's me.

Sorry, buddy. But you sleep too much for that.

-So? -So you need to wake up.

Put things in order or you'll be all alone.

Listen to me.

There's no Don of Dons without any Dons.

Take that.

Iván, what do you want?

You found Chulo?

Give him this address. Tell him to meet me there. Yes.

That's a real Don.

I need you to go here. The Don wants to talk to you.

Did he say what about?

-What time is he expecting me? -He didn't say that either.

I think the best thing you can do is to go there.

And wait for him.

-Who is it? -It's me, man.

What do you want?

Don't you like coffee?

What do you want? I said I was coming.

Hold on.

I thought you needed this after last night.

What happened last night?

Same as every night, idiot.

You get plastered and next morning you're sick.

You know you have a little drinking problem, right?

-It's nothing. -Drink up and wake up.

You need more than good coffee

for me to walk away from you without worrying.

I know that. I can say the same about you.

Okay, so what do you want?

I found the guy that killed Erika Duarte.

Sir.

I want to apologize for not calling.

When that guy died of an overdose while having sex...

He didn't even have a wife.

I assumed there wasn't a job either.

I know I should've called.

But the week I was there I found something.

It was the best week I've ever had.

I know I can't quit.

I know the rules.

But I found something I like.

Something I really like and makes me happy.

And I know if I don't quit now I'll never quit.

I think that sometimes.

What if I did?

But we chose this life.

We made a decision.

I remember a point in my life...

...when my job was killing me.

And now it's all I've got.

I envy you.

For having the guts to quit.

Go.

Did you know Molina?

As much as any other agent.

After his wife was paralyzed,

Molina picked up Ana once a week from work.

I guess to do her make-up.

That was three months before he tried to quit.

So Ana knows where he lives.

-Yes. -Tell Ana I need to see her.

Go ahead, Mr. Duarte.

-Can you talk? -Yes.

Any news?

No, sir, or I would have called you.

What you want me to do is a little complicated.

I've phoned you 20 times.

-Twenty-two times. -You should be here already.

-I know. -I'm glad you know.

Now I need to know why you're not here.

I'll call you if I hear anything. Have a nice day.

Don't hang up.

-Yes? -I have some news.

I have an eyewitness.

You didn't mention an eyewitness.

I didn't know until today when she called me.

-I'm not going to work today. -Are you still sick?

No, I feel better.

I think you need to take a few days off.

I need a new life.

What are you talking about?

-I want to quit. -You can't quit.

I know.

I repeat, you can't quit.

Thank you for telling me, sir.

But I've made up my mind and it's final.

I know I won't find another job with the same benefits.

But my health comes first.

Your health?

What are you talking about?

Can you be a little clearer?

It's the smell.

The smell of death.

I can't take it anymore.

Ana, are you okay?

No, I can't do what you're asking me to do, sir.

Hang up.

Who's there, apart from your mother?

-I heard you. -Your father?

-Hang up. -Please don't say that.

I consider you my friend.

I have to go.

Do we have Molina's picture?

No, Mr. Moreira got rid of all of Molina's things

when he spoke with the Don of Dons.

We need a picture.

Maybe Ana can help.

Where's Ana, by the way? I haven't seen her.

We need to go to her house to see her, sir.

-How come? -I just talked with her.

I think she's in trouble. There's someone hostile at her place.

-What? -Should I go?

No, I'll go.

I need your help with something else.

-I loved it. -How much?

Very much. You were amazing.

I need to freshen up. See you in ten minutes.

I'll be waiting.

Please don't look like that. I did you a favor.

What kind of job is that?

Making up corpses in a funeral parlor!

I like making up corpses.

Who the hell says that crap? "I like making up corpses."

I do.

-Arcelia. Arcelia! -Please leave her alone.

What's wrong? Jealous of your Mom?

-Of course not. -Easy. Easy, okay?

Expecting someone?

Go see who it is. Get rid of them.

Hi, baby.

Is this how you welcome me after two months?

Are you okay?

I'm sorry, I wasn't expecting you today.

Come in.

Are you okay?

Yes.

A DON RULES BY INSTINCT

"Killing well to live better." Anonymous Author.