All language subtitles for Savages.2012.Unrated.1080p.BluRay.x264.YIFY

(WHIMPERING)

(CHAINSAW REVING)

(CHAINSAW BUZZING)
(THUDDING)

OPHELIA: Just because I'm
telling you this story

doesn't mean I'm
aIive at the end of it.

This could all be pre-recorded

and l could be talking to you
from the bottom of the ocean.

Yeah,
it's that kind of a story.

Because things just
got so out of control.

But let's go back
to where it started.
Here, in paradise.

Where they say
God parked HimseIf
on the seventh day,

but they towed
Him on the eighth.

And this is Ben and Chon's
hole-in-the-wall by the sea.

Paid for in cash.

(WOMAN MOANING)

Not bad for two
young Laguna dudes

who are definitely not
empIoyabIe on WaII Street.

Chon is a kiIIer.

Two tours. lraq, Afghanistan.

And he came back
with a Iot of cash,

but no souI.

He's always trying to
fuck the war out of himseIf.

l have orgasms.

He has war-gasms.

So, I guess I try
to give him back

some of the things
that he's Iost.

Chon is the Iove of my Iife.

CaII me O.
I was named after OpheIia,

the bipolar
basket-case in HamIet,
who committed suicide.

So I cut it down to just O.

Dope's supposed to be bad,

but in a bad,
bad world, it's good.

Chon says drugs are
a rational response
to insanity.

Mmm.

(JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING)

Chon, you want some?

What is it about porn
that you guys Iike so much?

What is that?

Is that Iraq?

No. Mexico.

Where's Ben?
Isn't he stiII in Burma?

No. Africa, somepIace.

Saving Africans.

He said he was
going to be gone
three weeks.

That's changing, O.

Let's get some air.

Come on.

OPHELIA: I guess you've
figured out by now,

if people are willing to go
"Henry Vlll" on this,

Chon and Ben grow
some of the best
weed in the worId.

(JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING)

(HORN HONKS)

Bring the bags in. Thanks.

OPHELIA: Oh, yeah,
this is Ben.

Ben !

The other love of my life.

Oh, my sweet Iotus.

Oh, my sweet Ben.

How was Africa?

You know,
I started in Burma

and then I took a Ieft
and ended up in the Congo.

But if you're serious. . .
Good thing I'm tough.

Chon-boy.

Good to see you.

It's good
to see you, man.

You aII right?
Here, Iook.

You got any
of that LomotiI?

LomotiI? Yeah,
I put some in your room.

Suck on some
ice cubes, man.

You Iook Iike shit.

Yeah?
Mmm-hmm.

PIace Iooks good, though.
Thank you, O.

Thank you.

You're weIcome.

Shut up. You're a jerk.
He didn't do anything.

I know, I know.

Here, you've been
taking care of my babies?

Huh?

Too busy making
some of your own?

(SCOFFS)

Listen, I'm going to
go catch a Iong swim.

We'II taIk
business Iater, okay?

Hey.

OPHELIA: Every successfuI
business has an origin story.

Microsoft and Apple
were born in garages.

Ben and Chon's was
born on the beach.

Ben went to
Berkeley and double-majored
in business and botany.

Chon was between depIoyments.

And they've been
buddies since high school.

So one day,
they're sitting there

thinking about what
they're going to do,
and Ben says...

So where do you
think the best cannabis
in the worId comes from?

Easy.

Afghanistan.

Ding! That was
the "founder" moment.

So, Chon, from the most
dangerous ground in the world,

smuggles back
the finest seeds.

lt grew.

Within six years,
they had a couple of farms

and a great customer base.

Yo, try this.

lt became urban legend.

lf you ask any serious head

where the best
dope in the world
in the 21 st century is,

it's not ThaiIand, Jamaica,
and certainly not Mexico.

THC is testing 33%.

I ran it twice.
There's got to be
a gIitch.

I think we
just struck goId.

lt's right here
in CaIifornia, USA.

Ben says every
plant needs love.

He sees himseIf as a heaIer.

Then when I started
to help out at the grow-op,

he caIIed me his
own Iotus in water.

I Iike that.

They partner in
several dispensaries

and supply many of
the cIubs in CaIifornia.

And it's progressive

because from what
I've seen, at Ieast,

it helps with the pain.

Fifteen miIIion
satisfied customers
can't all be wrong.

But the big money comes
from shipping it out of state.

That's the 50.

At high prices,
they get up to
$6,000 a pound.

Ben's guiding philosophy
is basically Buddhist.

Don't fuck with people.

His true genius is
that he takes 99%

of the paranoia and violence
out of the business.

The other 1%?

That's where Chon comes in.

Chon's phiIosophy is
basically Baddhist.

WOMAN: Get off me, fucker!

Don't fuck with Ben.

What?

The money, Brett.

I got your fucking money.

(GUN COCKING)
(WOMAN SCREAMING)

OPHELIA: For Ben,
the dope business is green.

His foundation has branches
in Africa and Asia.

"Money isn't enough," he says.

"You've got to
give your heart."

OPHELIA: Hey, don't ever go
away on me again.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

I reaIIy missed you.

TeII me that again.

I

reaIIy

missed you.

OPHELIA: I know
what you're thinking.

"SIut," right?

And maybe it is wrong.

But the truth is
we aII Iove
each other so much.

We trust each other,
we take care of each other.

And for me,
together they are
one complete man.

Chon is coId metaI.

Ben is warm wood.

Chon fucks

and Ben makes Iove.

Chon is earth

and Ben, spirit.

And the one thing
they have in common

I am the home that
neither of them ever had.

And they're mine.

I reaIIy missed this
with you.

Good swim?

ExhiIarating.

No sharks?

Not in the ocean.

They knew
you were coming.

They want to meet.

Tomorrow.

Let's make a deaI.

Big mistake.

Are we reaIIy
going to get caught up
in this shit, Chon?

We couId get out of a business
we want to get out of anyway.

What if I'm not
ready to waIk away?

(SCOFFS)

Then you run it.

That's not what I do.

Then Iet me do what
I do best, aII right?

We buiIt this, it's ours.

Why the fuck do you
want to give it away?

You see that video?

I've seen worse
and I'd do worse to them.

Yeah, and I wouIdn't.

They're going to think
we're afraid of them.

I am afraid of them.

I'm not.
We're not aII you, Chon.

I didn't get into this
thing to kiII peopIe.

You don't get it, do you?
It's a jungIe thing, Ben.

When they smeII your fear,
they Iike it.

They wiII attack us.
They're fucking savages.

Surrender
is not defeat, Chon.

You're resisting change.
Just Iet it go.

Uh-oh. Testosterone.

CIose your Iegs,
it's showing.

Sorry.

I was taIking to him.

Hey, can you boys
take me out somewhere nice?

Come on.
We can drink a IittIe,
reIax.

It's been a whiIe.

OPHELIA: This is Lado.
He is a man of many skills.

Gardening is just his day job.

I'm going to go
take a shower, baby.

You want to
come join me?

AbsoIuteIy.

Ah-ah. Not yet.

(DOORBELL CHIMES)

Baby, did you
order a fucking pIant?

Roberto Rodriguez
wants a refund.

Whoa, whoa.

Look, you hire a Iawyer,
you pay him, win or Iose.

Roberto knew the deaI.

That much coke?
There's no "get out
of jaiI free" card.

So, instead,
you do aII his coke

and miss aII
the motions and objections.

You turn
a five-year stretch into 20.

Mijo, take a Iook.

He figures you owe him
1 5 years of his Iife.

Okay, I got it.
I can stiII heIp the guy.

I got juice. I'II fiIe
an appeaI, aII right?

I got money.
How much does he need?
Name a price.

He doesn't want your money.
He wants your years.

How oId are you,
exactIy?

Forty-two. But what. . .

Roberto says to
shoot you in one knee,
make you 52.

Both knees, 62.

Stop, pIease!
Sound fair, Mr. Lawyer?

Just give me
a fucking chance to taIk.
I can heIp you, okay?

How can you heIp me?
How?

I can hook you up
with EI AzuI, that's how.

Why wouId that
be good for me?

Because he's
going to win.

Because you know
EIena Sanchez can't cut
the shit in this business.

AzuI knows
the turf in Mexico, man.

He's buying your cops,
your judges.
He's poIiticaI, man.

He's coming fast,
it won't be Iong.

You want on his train?
I can stamp your ticket.

I pick up that phone,
and you're in.

Go ahead, pick it up.

Okay. AII right.

(DIALING)

(MAN GREETING IN SPANISH)

Hey, it's Chad.

TeII eI Jefe "Chip,"
though.

I need to taIk
to him right away.
I got good news.

So, paI, who do I say
is caIIing?

(REPEATS IN SPANISH)

George Lopez.

Now you're 52.

SenorAzuI.

(QUESTIONS IN SPANISH)

(SCREAMING)

TeII me,
was it EI AzuI
who teII you

to take a dive
at Roberto's triaI?

Fucking prick!

Bueno! Bueno!

Yes or no?

No!

No answer? Now you're 62.

EL AZUL: Bueno!
HoIa!

AzuI, it's Lado.

Remember me?

(CURSES IN SPANISH)

(SCREAMING)

God damn it!

Oh, we're just making
gringo-Iawyer soup
here in the kitchen.

ESTEBAN: Lado? Lado?

(SCREAMS)

No!

Ya te metiste
al pozolero culero.

AzuI, how was Tijuana?

Bad boy,
bombing our warehouses.

EIena says you're
going to need a better
Iawyer in the north.

(YELLING IN SPANISH)

Watch the yeIIing.
It's bad for
the bIood pressure.

You have a nice day, too.

WOMAN: No! No!

Do her!

No. No!

(WHISTLES)

No, pIease!

You want to fuck her?

No, pero...

If you don't,
she'II be a witness.

And we don't
Ieave any witnesses.

PuII that trigger gentIy.

Now. PuII it!

(SNAPS PHOTO)

OPHELIA: Dennis Cain is
a high-level drug
enforcement agent.

Without this guy,
Ben and Chon wouId
be out of business.

Nice day.

But I shouIdn't
be seen in the same
zip code as you guys.

WouId you prefer we
come to your office

in San Diego with
your gift bag, Dennis?

Oh, take it easy, saiIor.
What's got your
panties in a wad, now?

A vid cIip.

From, I think,
the Baja carteI,

featuring seven
decapitations.

TaIk about your
hostiIe takeover.

BC moving in
on you guys?

Come on, Dennis.
What the fuck
is going on?

What's going on is
you're not the onIy

indie frogs on the stove,
my man.

They're kiIIing
each other down there
in Mexico way.

And that's why
they're moving north.

The forks are out,
the pie's getting smaIIer.

Why is that?

Too many cops
with their hands
in the pie, Dennis?

That's just it.

We used to keep
the animaIs in the zoo,

but now,
with this war on drugs,

it's Iike the war
in Iraq, Chon-boy.

Your point is what?

Why is it they
want our business

when they put out
35 miIIion pounds
of grass Iast year?

Because your THC IeveIs
are off the fucking charts.

They're Iike 30%, right?

Thirty-three.
Depends.

Yeah, and their
schwag is what?
Three to five?

Come on, man.
They're WaI-Mart, man,
you're Ben and Chon.

They want a Ben
and Chon section
in aisIe three.

Okay? What's so
difficuIt to comprehend?

Fine, teII them to
move their shit indoors

and buy their
own fucking Iamps.

WeII, weIcome to
the recession, boys.

You shouId be gratefuI
you stiII have
a product peopIe want.

So you don't mind
if your enveIope
gets a IittIe thinner, then?

(CHUCKLES)
You guys, you guys.

You have a cIean business,
there's no probIems.

But there ain't
no Ben and Chon
without Dennis.

So, my enveIope
stays the same.

It's just
a matter of time, guys,

before they
IegaIize this shit.

Don't fuck
with WaI-Mart.

I'd take the deaI
instead of decapitation.

You know?

Keep banging that
sweet CaIifornia ass.

You guys had a good run, man.
Just embrace the change.

I'II see you.

Dennis, that new stuff
heIping with the chemo?

Yeah. Yeah, it is.
Thanks, Ben.

I'II send some
more of that over.
How's she doing?

She's dying, you know?

(COCKS GUN)

Aw, man. I thought this was
a business negotiation.

You saw the video.

Yeah, that was Mexico.
This is Laguna.

And cops here wear shorts
and ride bicycIes.

That's why we're
thinking of running.

You start running,
Ben, you never stop.

Now Iook,
we go away for a whiIe.
It wouId be nice.

Besides, there are other ways
to make money.

Don't get Iocked into
one view of the worId, Chon.

What?

Did you know
they're making $1 4 Iaptops
for kids in Africa?

What if you couId
make a $1 0 soIar paneI?

You'd change the worId.

Grow up, Ben.

You don't change the worId.
It changes you.

VALET: WeIcome
to the BeIIevue, sir.

Thanks, I appreciate it.
You're weIcome.

I'm AIex.
This is Jaime.

HoIa.
Mucho gusto.

HoIa.

ALEX: Let's get down
to business, shaII we?

Everything stays the same.

You're intact.

Over the three years,
we'II study your techniques,

your production methods,
your distribution.

ln return, your business
will grow immensely.

Our distribution
is internationaI.

We'll give you protection
on a scale you're
not accustomed to.

We provide low-cost insurance,
low-interest start-up loans,

money-laundering services
to all your producers
and distributors.

You see, we Iease
a good amount of land
in this country.

Some of it,
Indian tribaI Iand,
not subject to federal law.

We have the structure
and Iabor force

to cuItivate
thousands and thousands
of acres aII at once.

Mexican fieId hands
do not grow primo.

You wiII teach them this,
and they wiII Iearn.

So you are
the pharmaceuticaI company
and the pharmacy.

We're the botanists.

Not exactIy.
We vaIue our scientists
and our seed-makers very much.

It is your methods
and your network
we want to partner with.

A joint venture.
No pun intended.

WeII said.

In return, we take
a modest distribution fee.

Which wouId be?

20 %.

80% is aII yours.

And after the three years?

We'II grow your voIume.

Your profits in three years
wiII be 35 to 40 miIIion.

After three years,
I'm sure you'II be pIeased

and quite wiIIing to
re-negotiate our fee.

As we want to encourage
other independents to
join our association.

We need a moment.

(CHATTER OVER RADIO)

OPHELIA: WiIey is a top mixer.

He doesn't care
about anything but sound
and Ben and Chon's primo.

CHON: l will say again,
Ioud and cIear.

We send AIex and Jaime
back in a cereaI box,
get this party started.

Veto that.
Two errand boys, Chon.

They can replace
every man they lose,
and we can't.

OPHELIA: Doc, Sam, and BiIIy.

Ex-SEALs from Afghanistan.

Together, they've got
about 1 20 kiIIs.

Sweetest guys,
when you get to know them.

CHON: Last time, Ben.

You let people
think you're weak,

sooner or Iater
you're going to
have to kiII them.

Buddha wouId not agree.

What does a fat Jap know?

He's a fat Indian.

Whatever.

So we dig you guys
sound Iike GoIdman Sachs,

but it's just
not our thing.

So, you are
rejecting our offer?

No.

We're going to
give you our business,

but we're not
going to join you.

Nothing personaI.

ALEX: Nothing personal?

I'm afraid our
cIient wouId take this
very personaIIy.

BEN: WeII, I am sorry.

We want out of
the dope business.
It's become a bit of a drag.

We want to do
something different.

Such as?

Such as cIean,
renewabIe energy.

You mean sun,
wind, ethanoI?
Shit Iike that?

There you go.

What do you have to say?

Me?

Mmm-hmm.

I think, basicaIIy,
you want us

to eat your shit
and caII it caviar.

(ALEX CHUCKLING)

What'd he say?
What'd he say?

(WHISPERING)

You're making a mistake.

Right.

We'II give you
24 hours to reconsider.

WeII, in Iight of
our generous offer,

we wouId Iike to reconsider
and think about this.

Give us 48 hours.

We need to taIk to producers
and distributors.

They're very
independent thinkers.

We'II taIk
tomorrow at this time.

WeII. . .

OPHELIA: This is Spin.

He used to be
an investment broker
for a big bank,

but then he found
out he couId make
a lot more money

laundering
Ben and Chon's profits.

Hey, what's up, guys?
How you doing?

The bank didn't miss him.

Got a IittIe something.

Shit. Sweet.

(SNIFFS)

We need to get off
the grid for a whiIe.

CooI.

Yeah, no,
it's not reaIIy.

Okay. Uh, Annie?

I need you to set
up a new Iine for us.

DoubIe-bIind,
aII right?

Everything washed fresh,
a whoIe new cycIe.

Make it go away
somewhere for a whiIe
so no one can trace us.

What, are you kidding me?
How Iong?

I don't know.

BotanicaI research,
caII it a sabbaticaI.
Up to a year.

Huh.

Grab a seat.
Okay, no probIemo.

A year for two of you.

Three.
Three? Who's three?

O.
(TYPING)

Okay, three peopIe.
One of them is O.

So, that's a whoIe new
cIothing Iine of its own.

TweIve months.
Housing, meaIs,
entertainment.

Where are you thinking?

Indonesia.

Where in Indonesia?
Can't say.

In case you get tortured.

Joy.

You guys are serious, huh?

AII right, weII, you're going to want
easy access to a miI, anyway.

That girI's ass. . .
She couId ride
my bike anytime.

Can you focus on the numbers?

Hey, I'm muItitasking, paI.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I knew you
wouIdn't make the deaI.

We think it's time
to get out.

Not forever,
maybe a year or so.

When are you going?

Tomorrow night.
They got a cIock on us.

Where?

Indonesia.

I put a water system
in this pretty IittIe viIIage,
by a beach.

And they're
the sweetest peopIe
you'd ever meet.

I think you'II Iove it.

Me, too.

What?

WeII, I can't imagine
it without you.

It's the three of us now, O.

(LAUGHING) Oh, my gosh !

Yeah.

Where in Indonesia?
Isn't it 1 0,000 isIands
or something?

Here, you got a passport?

A vaIid passport?

My mom's got it, okay?

TeII her just for
a few weeks, and then. . .

Yeah, I got it.

Then we'II re-adjust
the cIock from there.

We're Iike that movie.

Avatar?

What movie?

You know,
the one with PauI Newman
when he was, you know, aIive.

And Robert Redford,
when he was a totaI babe.

Butch Cassidy and
the Sundance Kid.

I'm Iike, the girI.

Wait, don't they
get kiIIed at the end?

Not the girI.

(DISHES CLATTER)

Get down !

(LAUGHS)

Oh, my God.

A IittIe jumpy,
are we?

You think?

Are we cIear?

So, how about I teII you foIks
about our dessert speciaIs?

Why not?

AII right, first off,
we have a deIicious
creme bruIee.

It's got
a thick sugar coating,
going to break Iike gIass.

(CHEERING)

Feet are too cIose, Frankie!

Spread them. FoIIow through.

Where's the change-up?

I can see it coming.
Watch your feet.

Keep them guessing !

How much are we paying
his goddamn pitching coach?

Two thousand doIIars
and the kid can't even
get his stance right.

Look at the
other one up there,
haIf asIeep.

(YAWNING)

Junior! Wake up!

I'm taIking.
Don't make me
come out there!

Okay.

LADO: Are the kids
coming home for dinner?

AngeIa's going
to the Cheesecake Factory
with Courtney and TayIor.

It's Friday.

LADO: The Cheesecake Factory.

In Mexico,
I picked my meaIs
out of the garbage truck.

That's why our chiIdren
are CaIifornian now.

That was the idea,
MigueI, wasn't it?

Maybe we shouId go
and visit more often.

So Courtney was aII Iike,
"I'm so over it."

And I was Iike, "No, bitch,
you're so not 'so over it."'

Look at your daughter.
She Iooks Iike
a IittIe whore.

Nice. About our daughter.
She's 1 5.

Don't come crying at me
when she gets knocked up.

She's on the piII.

The piII.

You know what?
That's Iike teIIing her,
"Go ahead and fuck."

You know what?
We shouId sit down
at the tabIe,

the whoIe goddamned famiIy,
'cause I can see
what's happening.

(JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING)

HeIIo.

I'm on my way.

Who was that?

(SIGHS) Don't start.
Mmm?

Where are you going?

I gotta work.
Take the kids
out to dinner.

Okay? I'II be Iate.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Don't insuIt me
in front of everyone.

What are you, crazy?
Do me a favor.

Next time you come home
in the middIe of the night,

take a shower
and wash her stink off,
wiII you?

Nice Latina mouth
you got IateIy, DoIores.

You think you Ieft
the oId ways behind?

WeII, Iet me
teII you something.

Tijuana is coming here.
It's chasing us.

(CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

So, which cock
does she suck?

I can't teII.

The white guys
Iike each other.

Maybe they're faggots.

Maybe she
does them both.

Savages.

AII right. Are you ready?

This is the new stuff.
You've never had
anything Iike this before.

Oh, man.

It's good.

It's aII right.

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(PHONE RINGING)

LADO: l can't find
my prick here.

That's because it's
too fucking smaII.
What are you, drunk?

EIena.
You Ieft the phone on.

No, l'm sorry, l'm sorry.
You know, l'm just...

(ZIPS PANTS)
What's going on there?

(URINATING)
The güeros got
drunk with a bonita.

They aII went
inside their house.

They've been there
now for two hours.

A whore?

No, she's Iike
a rich girI or something.

She beIong to
"Nothing personaI"
or "Eat-shit-caviar"?

Hard to teII.

Interesting.
Are they sharing?

l know you don't
want to hear this,
Madrina,

but I think
they're going to run.

I couId waIk in
there right now
and take them,

taIk to them
on your behalf.

No, Big Bear.

I need their network
and their expertise.

lnteresting people,
Americans.

I think I found
their weakness.

Is she pretty?

Yeah, she's pretty,
but you got a better-looking
styIe, Madrina.

I'm getting oId.

When we get to Indonesia,

I mean, if things heat up,
if they find you,

then what happens?

WouId you guys
have to go?

WouId I go home?

I don't. . .

I don't want to
Iose you guys.

I Iove you.

Because you're
my onIy famiIy.

I've got three months tops
in Indonesia.

Oh, no.

I can't Iock down there.

OPHELIA: Living in
a jungIe sounds great,

but where's
the toiIet paper?

(BOTH LAUGH)

That is, by far,
the Ieast of your worries.
And the ChaneI?

I know.

Come here.

Let's not go to Indonesia.
Let's just stay here forever.

Right here.

We can just hide
in this room.

BEN: I cannot die in
fucking Laguna.
They won't find us.

No, not in Laguna.
We're wherever we
want to be right now.

I mean,
I'II miss this pIace, sure.
I Iove this pIace.

But I can say
goodbye and just move on.

Why is it so easy for you?

Because there
are better things.

There are better
things than what's here.

(SPEAKS IN SPANISH)

That was pretty
intense Iast night.

Maybe we ought to
stop smoking that strain.

Or make
a Iot more of it.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Hey, how are you feeIing?

Good.

GentIemen.

Thanks for coming, guys.

Sure.
Five minutes.

(SNIFFLES)

I got to make my finaI
piIgrimage to the maII.

Hey, I'm sending
Frankie with you, okay?

If Frankie can keep up.

6:00 p.m. curfew.
The fIight's at midnight.

Yes, Daddy.

PIease don't
forget your passport.

I Iove you guys.

OPHELIA: My mom was off
somewhere in the worId
with her Iatest husband.

I Iike to think
I'm in the middIe
of a 1 2-stepdad program.

So, I Ieft a note
saying l'd gone to
Europe for four weeks

with my best friend, Lucy,

to get some culture.

Look, Jake, think of
it as economy of scaIe.
AII right?

The Mexicans wiII do business,
but you'II be a corporation.

They'II assign your profits
and your timetabIes

and you'II make more money
than you ever made with us.

Things change,
don't give it up.

They're Iike corporations.
None of them Iast.

Besides, we couId be back
running the show in a year.

Travis, phone numbers
are vanishing
as we speak, okay?

Yes, I'm wiping the grid.

I'm putting a IittIe virus
in there to fuck them up.

No, they're not going
to chase you. Trust me.

Fucking heII.
Paranoid as fuck.
He shouId Iay off the Kush.

(SIREN CHIRPS)

Do you know why I
stopped you, sir?

Let me guess.

You know what, man?

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

MAGDA: I'm just saying, Ma,

I got a Sosh midterm
on Monday and an Econ
paper due Wednesday.

(ELENA SPEAKING SPANISH)

ELENA: But I was hoping
that you could come
for one weekend.

Of course I do.

You don't want me
to end up in Tijuana
with Diego chasing me, do you?

What about your horses, Magda?
You never come to see them.

MAGDA: Why don't
you sell them?
They're worth a fortune.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Que paso?
He was such a nice guy.

MAGDA: In America,
you don't get
married at 1 8 or 1 9, Mom.

So you can reIax, okay?

(ELENA SPEAKING SPANISH)

ELENA: I know that,
and trust me,

l do not want you to follow
in my footsteps at all.

But don't you
forget for one second

that I am the onIy
mother you'II ever have.

I Iove you.

(MOTORCYCLE REVING)

(PHONE RINGING)

This is AIex.

So, hey, AIex,
you're on speaker.
Chon's next to me.

And?

We changed our minds.
We're coming aboard.

Hmm.

We're happy to hear that.

So. . .

Look, we want to
go over the MO.

How about first
thing tomorrow morning?

We'll get back to you.

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

(JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING)

(OPHELIA PANTING)

O?

Hi.

BEN: I'm so sorry
about this, baby.

We're going to get
you out, I promise.

(JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING)

Which one of you

(VOICE DISTORTED)
is Mr. "Nothing Personal"?

I'm here.

If you fucking. . .
Shut up, shut up.

AII right, Iook,
we can negotiate.

We didn't make you an offer
to hear a counteroffer.

We made you a deaI
to which we
expected compIiance.

You Iied to us.

We'II do whatever you want.

If that affects
a change in attitude,

you'll have to prove it.

That's not a probIem.

ReaIIy? Because it
was a probIem before.

It's not now.

Good.

Now let me speak to
Mr. "Eat-Shit-Caviar."

I'm here.

You insuIted me.

l'm sorry.

No, you're not.

Take out your gun.

Stand in front of the camera
where I can see you.

Now stick it in that
vuIgar mouth of yours.

Cut off two fingers.

(OPHELIA PLEADING)

I'm doing it! I'm doing it.

(SOBBING)

Now put your
finger on the trigger.

Look, there's got
to be a better way!

No, God damn it!
What are you doing?

Stop.

You may take it out now.

The next time we ask
you to do something,

I don't want to hear,
"Eat-shit-caviar."

Am I cIear?

Yes.
Good.

You wiII make a deIivery
to us, in ChuIa Vista,
of 300 pounds.

You have five hours.

Or you wiII receive
an e-mail you will not like.

Five hours begin now.

We gotta move.

That's your bed.

That's your toiIet.

And that's your sink.

You've got toothpaste.

A comb.

Water.

See you in the morning.

No toothbrush?

Do you want to use
my finger?

You got it?

Everything's ready to go.

My boys had to go
aII the way to Santa Barbara
to get you 300.

NearIy wiped us out.
OnIy 30 or 40 pounds Ieft.

So, who am I
working for now? You?

Or them?

You'II know tomorrow.

We owe you, Eric.

Stay safe.

CHON: SIow down, man.

Cops are Iike bees
aII over.

We have 45 minutes.

It's the next exit.

We got seven minutes.

Oh, shit.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Fuck.

Drive reaI cooI, Ben.

Three hundred pounds.

We're dead, man.
No, man.

He's dead.

Are you fucking crazy?

You can't shoot a cop, Chon.

Put one big
thought in your head.

O is not going to die.

Forget everything eIse.

Oh, God, pIease,
Mr. State Trooper,

don't puII us over.

It's not your night
to die.

Chon's gonna shoot you,
I'm not gonna Iie.

Hey, this is our exit.

Oh, God.

I'm puIIing off.

(SIREN WAILS)

Shit!

Shit.

Hard right.

Two minutes, man.

They're watching us.

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

Yes?

MAN: Go two bIocks.

Look for a fish store.

Okay, I see it.

There's an alley
behind the store.

Hook a right.

Put it into park.

ShouId I shut the engine off?

No.

Here they come.
Stay cooI.

(ORDERING IN SPANISH)

If anything goes wrong,
if anybody foIIows us,

the girI dies sIow.

(SNAPS PHOTO)

Drink up.

They paid in fuII.

(JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYS)

Yes.

ELENA: (DISTORTED) We're
happy to see you've learned
to honor your partnership.

What do you want from us?

The same things
we agreed upon.

Three years. Except,

(NORMAL VOICE)
now, motherfuckers,
it's 70-30.

(WHISPERS)
That's gotta be EIena.

The first payment
you've received.

And O?

OpheIia wiII be
away for one year.

One year!
AII right, Chon. . .

At the end of that year,
she'II come home.

Fail at any point
to meet the terms
of our partnership

and the girl
will die very badly.

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

One year.

O won't make three weeks.

What if we offer them cash?
Right now?

They're going to
kiII her anyway.

Don't fucking say that.

They're going to make us jump
through these fucking hoops

untiI they get what they want.

Then they're
going to kiII her,

and then they're
going to kiII us.

Look, we made
a three-year deaI.

She's out in one.

They want the money.

You don't know shit.
You're taIking to TaIiban.

Right. Okay.

They don't give back.

AII right.
But they paid for the dope.
Didn't they?

Savages don't make deaIs, Ben.

They're a business, Chon.

Think about it.

We're smarter than they are.

Yeah, in botany.

Every man in her fucking Iife
has Iet her down.

She's in this
shit because of us.

When I said, "KiII them."

"They can't come up north,
there's too
much heat on them."

You said, "No, Iet's taIk
about it." How's that
working out for you?

That's your
answer for everything !
Just fucking kiII everybody!

I didn't see you
stick a fucking gun
in your mouth, Ben !

I haven't Ieft a man behind
in my whoIe fucking Iife!

Do you think I wouId?

With Brad it was Iike...

I don't know if this is
really going to happen.

But with him,
I feeI Iike this is serious.

I think what worries me is
l think you're
too much for him.

What do you mean?

(LAUGHING)
l think you're too young

and he's just
a IittIe bit oIder
and a IittIe bit more demure.

I feeI Iike
the defining question is,
does he make you laugh?

OPHELIA: This isn't fair.

Why can't I taIk to
whoever is in charge here?

Huh?

ls anyone listening?
Why can't l talk to anyone?

Fuck!
(DOOR OPENS)

Hey!

Maybe I couId get
a cIean room at Ieast.

Maybe a saIad
every once in a whiIe,
instead of pizza aII the time.

(DOOR CLOSES)

You don't know my mom,
but if she doesn't
hear from me soon,

she's going to
do something really stupid.

She's probabIy going to
call the FBl or something.

Because my stepdad,
he was in the FBI

or the CIA or one of them.

So you better get me
on the Internet soon.

You can supervise me, sure.

That's fine.

But that way, at least
I can teII someone
somewhere that I'm aIive.

And I know that
I can be here

for like seven to 1 0 days.

A month, maybe.

Whoever you are,
just think

l could be your daughter.

Twice in one week.
Not good, guys.

Get in, pIease.

You know, a IittIe sIeep
can do wonders.

To what do I
owe this pIeasure?

Dennis, we need your
fiIes on the Baja carteI.

What?

I toId you,
don't fuck with these peopIe.

And I foIIow my own advice.
Have a nice day.

BEN: Dennis, you step
out that car, I'm coming
down to San Diego

to introduce myseIf
to your district supervisor.

And you're going
to have a hard time

expIaining
haIf-a-miIIion doIIars
parked in the Cook IsIands

when you cIear 1 1 0,
after taxes.

And don't even think about
caIIing someone
and having us disappear

because I got
pIenty of evidence
in other peopIe's hands.

So what happened
to our mutuaIIy-assured
destruction thing?

We rat each other out,
we aII end up
in the same prison ceII.

What happened to that?

They Iifted O.

ReaIIy?

Are you surprised?
Yeah.

WeII, I'II do time,
but you got kids, Dennis.

They're aIready
growing up without a mom.

You don't have
a move, here.

Now, Iisten.

When HiIIary CIinton grows up,
she wants to be EIena Sanchez.

You run up
against "La Reina" EIena

and I'm teIIing you,
I see dead peopIe.

That's reaIIy dramatic.

But in
the reaIity-based community,
there's aIways a weakness.

Okay, here's the deaI.
Do you know this EI AzuI guy?

AII right. He was her
inside man for years,
and now he's out.

This year,
there's the Mexican
presidentiaI eIection.

He's in, she's done.

There was a bust in Baja,
the Iargest grow ever.

A quarter of a miIIion pIants.
It's hers.

She's Iosing men,
she's Iosing money
Iike a BP oiI spiII.

That's why she's coming up
and moving in on
indie guys Iike you.

Where does she Iive?
She got a house up here?

Tijuana. And don't
even think about it.

She's got security,
Iike, beyond the American
fucking embassy.

Look, this is the deaI.

Husband, brothers, dead.
Two sons, dead.

She's got a son
in Mexico City.
He's some pIayboy, he's aIive.

A daughter, Magda, aIso dead.

And that's aII
I fucking know!

This is fucking buIIshit!

We need what
the DEA's got on the carteI.

Names, histories,
stash houses.

But that ain't part
of the deaI, buddy boy!

It is now.

It don't work that way.
It's fucking
1984 in there, man.

Their databases are encrypted
in redundant firewaIIs.

Again. More fucking buIIshit!
It's not buIIshit!

Our guys heIp set
up those firewaIIs.
Anything can be hacked !

We're running out
of time, Dennis.
You have to step up right now.

You know what?
Get fucked, both of you.

Fuck me, fuck you.

I'm out of here.

(SCREAMS)
What the fuck, Chon !

Motherfucker!

BEN: What the heII
are you doing?

They took O.
They took our girI.

And I wiII do anything,
anything, to get her back.

Do you understand me?

HoIy shit, Chon !

You fucking
stabbed a federaI agent!
Look at this!

Oh, God.

I'II do more than that.

Okay, stop, stop, stop.

I'II figure it out.
I'II figure something out.

Crazy motherfucker.

I want to hear
from you soon, Dennis.

DENNIS: Fuck!

So, we're hearing
the food here is
not good enough?

We're concerned,
you know.

DEA AGENT: PauI Durth.

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

HeIIo, sweetheart.

I need 60 days on this card

and aII
the geo-Iocations on this one.

Can you do that?

Of course.
Okay.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUES)

How's the hand?

Don't bite it again.

CRAIG: Let's run them.

Whoa.
It's a mudsIide,
off two Iousy cards.

This dude's
ahead of the curve.

What do you got?

I got it, too.
Your boy Dennis came through.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO)

This Iawyer dude,
AIex Reyes,

set her up with a 1 00,000-acre
ranch in HumboIdt County.

EIena "La Reina"
has got property
aII over the pIace.

In La JoIIa,
parts of PaIm Desert,

apartments in Miami,
London, Zurich.
Check it out.

There's gaps here.
This guy's
shrouding his sources.

You think oId
Dennis puIIed a Nixon?

It's an NTFS partition.
He fucked up
the master boot record.

CIaire, can you
googIe those houses again?

Whoever did this
is very good.

Spin? Cash.

What can we cIear in now?
Chon and my accounts?

Liquid?

You can't dump the house
or you'II take
a two-miIIion Iump to the head

and depends on
how fast I can move
the goId and siIver,

but Iet's
estimate six to eight.

Are you kidding me?

That's aII?

After aII these years.

Wow. You've been
fucking me in the ass.

I'm insuIted you
onIy just reaIized that.

I didn't go aII Bono
aII over Africa and Asia,
buddy-buddy.

Let's say we're three
to four miIIion short

depending on what
we can get them down.

Come here.

There's got to be miIIions
sitting in these houses

at one time or another.

It wouId be Iike
Robin Hood.

A fucked-up Robin Hood.

I Iove it.

A coupIe of IEDs and RPGs
might come in handy.

We couId go reaI
Sunni on these bastards.

Um. . .

Are we in any
sort of danger, here?

Did I not teII you
everything goes through
Mr. AIex?

Not this.

This is 1 0 miIIion cash,
straight up, for the girl.

And we stay happy partners.

Look, Ms. Sanchez,
I thought this through.

So have I, and I put
her vaIue at 1 5 miIIion.

That's too much.

Why? You don't
think she's worth it?

No, she's worth it.

We're smaII, compared to you.
Grow up, motherfucker.

Give us a break, here.
AII right?

How about 1 2?

You must stop trying
to negotiate with me.

Thirteen is our number,
but this is not open-ended.

l give you two weeks.

The rest of our deaI
stays the same. Agreed?

Agreed.

Let's get going.

OPHELIA: Dear Mom,
don't freak when
you see the bill.

Remember,
it's a one-time-only in Paris.

Did you know
you can't even ask prices

or the snooty salesgirls
won't look at you?

These French bitches,
they eat all the time
and they're so skinny!

OPHELIA: So, Mom,
here I am in London.

You'd die if you saw
the portrait of OpheIia
hanging in my room.

l'm having
the time of my life,

but being here really
makes me appreciate home.

l hope you know
how much l love you.

l miss you.

l'll see you soon.

O.

Esteban.

You forgot this.

(WHISPERING) PIease Iet me
taIk to someone.
Not him, not him.

PIease, heIp me.

CHON: There.
There's the money.

That's where they count it.

Two, three times a week,
they head south to Mexico.

You see that curve?

Road, bridge, road.

One way in, no way out.

You nervous?

No. I hijack cash
shipments aII the time.

(LAUGHS)

Good.

Chon, I don't know
if I can do this.

Do what?
KiII somebody.

Look, Ben. There's no
"undo" button here.

There's stiII time
for you to waIk away.

I got five good
guys ready to go.

No. I'm in.
This was my idea.

Good.

BILLY: AIpha-One in position.

Copy that.

DOC: CharIie-Three
in position.

Copy.
(FLICKS LIGHTER)

They don't caII it
hijacking for nothing, Ben.

No.

Three bogies
coming your way.

Copy that, gentIemen.
May AIIah be with you.

First bogie,
coming your way.

CharIie, you got someone
knocking on your front door.

DOC: We got it. Copy.

I got your back.

I want you to stay fIat
untiI you get that
cIear signaI from me.

You understand?

Yeah.

DOC: Second vehicIe is
about 200 meters behind it.

Third, about 300 to 400.

Here's our dance partner.

Now, breathe.

Three, two, one.

(MEN YELLING IN SPANISH)

BuIIetproof fucking gIass!

Fuck you, puto.

He's got a radio!

Do you know what this is?

Whoo!

You see that baby blow, man?

Let's go, Iet's go,
Iet's go!

DOC: C-team, moving in.

Move, move, move!

Four. . . Three. . . Two. . .

(YELLING IN SPANISH)

(ORDERING IN SPANISH)

Do you know who
the fuck we are?

We're the carteI, cabron.

We'II bIowtorch your baIIs.
Rape your wife.

And your kids.

(GRUNTING)

You good?
Yeah.

I need you to go over
there and grab my case.

Grab the case.

(FIRES GUN)

GPS.

If you see it,
get rid of it.

Doc, how we doing over there?
You cIear?

Yeah, we're cIear here.

Good. Go, go.

Jesse, how are we?
You cIear?

BEN: PuII over.

No, you saw the radio.
They're not far behind.

I fucked up.

TeII me, Ben.

Which Iife wouId
you trade for O's?

Which one?

Fucked up, man !
We fucked up, man.

I think we got cIose
to three miIIion cash.

We're stiII
three miIIion short.

PuII over!

Oh, God !

Hurry up.

Let's go!

Get yourseIf together, Ben.

Because tomorrow,

the shit's reaIIy
going to hit the fan.

(BEN MOANING)

(BARKING)

Come on.

Where are the kids?

AngeIa's stiII at practice.
The boys are sIeeping over.

When the heII
are we going
to sit at the tabIe

and have dinner
Iike a famiIy?

Get me a beer.

What's the matter?

Are you unhappy again?

You stiII seeing
that therapist dyke?

Three hundred bucks an hour.

Maybe I can fix
your probIem. No fee.

I'II make you
pregnant again.

(GRUNTS)

(DOGS BARKING)

I want a divorce.

You want a what?

A fucking divorce.

I don't want to be
your wife anymore.

(CURSING IN SPANISH)

What you're going
to get is another
kick in the beIIy.

Now shut the fuck up.

This is America, MigueI.

I aIready taIked to a Iawyer.
I know things.

Mmm-hmm.

DoIores.

One time, I teII you.

You taIk to a Iawyer again,

and I wiII take the
three kids to Mexico

and you wiII never
see them again.

You know that's the truth.

Fuck you !

I promise I wiII kiII you.

That's the DoIores
I'd Iike to fuck.

Turn around.
No.

(SOBBING)

(DOGS BARKING)

Get out.
Get out of here.

Get out! Go!

(JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING)

Better be good.

ALEX: Hernando heard
Gigi say they were wearing
Santa Muerte masks.

They were taII.

Thinks he saw two.

Hernando.
Yeah.

How many guys
you think did this?

At Ieast five,
maybe six.

There's three Iocations.
AImost at the same time.

And they ditched
the GPS's.

What's this?

That's an improvised
expIosive device. IED.

It's from Iraq.

The sand-niggers use them
to bIow up güero armor.

Iraq.

Who the fuck. . .

EI AzuI's been
hiring ex-soIdiers.

ProbabIy Mexican
demoIition guys
from the Yankee army.

You don't know that.

Hernando.

Bury them Iike men,
what's Ieft.

Money to their famiIies.

What do we teII EIena?

That we know shit.

Nothing.

She's going to get reaI upset
if we don't teII her nothing

and reads about
it in the papers.

Oh, shut the fuck up.

I'm the one who knows EIena.

Let me handIe it.

César!

(ORDERING IN SPANISH)

Si, Senora.

(IN SPANISH)

No, Madrina.

But, I have a. . .

What?

I have this girI that keeps
insisting to taIk to you.

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLES)

My own daughter
doesn't want to taIk to me,

but this one does.

Put it on.

You have a request?

Yes, l'd like to speak to
the man in charge, please.

Yes?

Oh, I'm. . .

Has Esteban not been
providing the essentials?

Um. . .

No, he did.

l'm sorry.

l'm just having
some concentration problems,

and l was hoping
maybe l could get

a little something
to take the edge off.

"The edge off"?

What's the matter?
Is it that time of the month?

I mean the stuff
we're all killing
each other over.

I see.

May I ask you how Iong
have you been using, OpheIia?

Since the eighth grade.

(LAUGHS)

And you're wondering
why you're having
concentration probIems?

Do your parents know?

They didn't care.

AII right.

I can arrange something.

FEMALE NEWSCASTER:
Three vehicles smoldering
from what Iooks to be

a coordinated,
rocket-propelled
grenade attack

used in
coordination with IEDs,

which stands for
"improvised
explosive devices."

CHON: Ben.
(JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING)

These are the same types
of explosives
used by the Taliban

against our
troops in Afghanistan.

They sure don't waste time.

They want to see you.

I don't know, man.

Remember the driII.
Look them right in the eyes.

There's onIy one
thing on your mind,
one thing.

It's, "Fuck you,
you've got O."

I've got your back.

And watch your breathing.

FeIIas.
Afternoon.

Good afternoon, yeah.

So, we got a probIem.

Where were you
Iast night?

I was at home, why?
Who the fuck's this guy?

An amigo, amigo.

Three of our cars
were hit Iast night.

Seven of our men
are soon to be buried.

What?

That was you guys?
I saw that on the news.

This is fucking great.

I've been in this
business for years
and never had a person kiIIed.

And now you're teIIing me,
what, seven peopIe are dead?

This Ioss ain't cutting
into our share of the take.

Where's the other one?
Huh?

Your other amigo,
where is he?

You asked me
to come aIone.
Hmm?

You asked me
to come aIone.

You did?
ALEX: I did.

(TALKING IN SPANISH)

Don't even go there, man.
We had nothing
to do with this.

Maybe you shouId
Iook at your own men.

Our peopIe know better.

Whatever, man.
Fucking soIve it, okay?

I want to taIk to O.

Yeah?

Proof of Iife.

Like everyone eIse,
we work for incentives.

We'II see.
Hmm.

(EXHALES)

What do you think?

I think he's
teIIing the truth.

They don't have
the baIIs to rob us.

I'm not so sure,
you know?

It doesn't matter.

We have to report
this to EIena, Lado.

AIex, I'II teII EIena
when I want her to know.

I'II caII you Iater.

(OPHELIA COUGHS)

Next time,
ask me for what you want.

Drink up, OpheIia.

Time for your bath.

Bathtub time.

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

Oh, fuck.

Yes?
ELENA: Magdita.

Hi, Mom. Wow, it's Iate.

Guess what?
I'm coming to CaIifornia!

What?

Well, you know
what they say.

If the mountain
doesn't come to Mohammed,
Mohammed comes to CaIifornia.

l've got my finals, Mom.

I'm coming next week,
and that's what's finaI.

Yeah, sure, I guess.

I'm so excited to
see you, mijita!

LADO: I don't think that's
a good idea, Madrina.

AzuI couId take
advantage of this situation.

ELENA: I want to see Magda.

I have to
arrange your transport.
It's compIicated.

lt's already
been arranged.
(LINE DISCONNECTS)

What the fuck you
Iooking at, man?

I gave her some shit,
so Iet her sIeep.

Wake her up in six hours.

Sophia wiII wash her.

(OPHELIA GASPS)

It's okay.

Okay, sweetie-pie,
time to go.

Last Iooks.

Este.

It didn't work out.
You're too sensitive.

Have you been
treated weII, OpheIia?

Are you aII right?

She's fine.
I'm not taIking
to you, Lado.

I'm taIking to OpheIia.

Are you aII right?

I'm fine.

Good.

Chucho, take her to
the guest house, pIease.

(IN SPANISH)

So, Lado,
now I'm taIking to you.

Let me see your eyes.

Is everything aII right?

Yes, Madrina.
Why you ask?

You make me sad, Lado.

I have to come
to GringoIandia
to find this out?

You thought I
wasn't going to notice

$3 miIIion,
and seven of my men dead?

Since when do you take
decisions of your own. . .

(IN SPANISH)

I made you,
motherfucker. I did !

(CLEARS THROAT)

I'm very sorry, Madrina.

It was stupid of me not
to teII you right away.

I just wanted to prove
to you that it was
this Cheech and Chong

who were steaIing
your money.

So, pIease.

AIIow me to taIk to them.

Yes, and men wiII say
anything to stop the pain.

Mierda, Lado. You're
stupider than you Iook!

These two kids,
aII they care
about is their girI.

They wouIdn't do
anything to risk her Iife.

But it's distracting you
from our bigger probIem,
which is EI AzuI.

To the point that
he has infiItrated

himseIf into
the northern group,

which is under your controI.

But if you think
I'm the onIy one

who's going to
be Iosing money,

you're in for a surprise.

First of aII,
those $3 miIIion?

You're going to pay for it.
Yeah, you, too.

Second of aII,
you're going to find me. . .

. . .that gave up our
stash house to AzuI.

Or eIse, I'm going to have
to go after your wives,
and your chiIdren. . .

You may go now.

What are you waiting for?

OPHELIA: The Red Queen
asked me to dinner.
l think she was lonely.

I had a job for a whiIe.
I was a hostess
at a restaurant.

I went to community coIIege
for a semester and a haIf.

But then I Ieft,
because institutions
make me crazy.

And I thought,
I don't know, I wanted to
experience something reaI.

I figured I just
wanted to drown in Iife.

And how I made it out,
that wouId. . .

Do Americans
aIways taIk this way?

Have you ever reaIIy
thought about your future?

That's a IittIe ironic,
considering
the situation I'm in.

How are your
Iamb chops, OpheIia?

Good, thank you.

How did you get
into the business?

If you don't mind
my asking, ma'am.

You couId say that
I inherited the position.

When they kiIIed my husband,
whom I Iove very much,

I had no choice.

What, you don't have sons?

My twin sons were murdered.

So, I have devoted my Iife
to my surviving chiIdren.

Do you stiII get to
taIk to your kids?

My son hates me,
because I took his power away.

They wouId have
kiIIed him, too.

And my daughter,

she's ashamed of me.
And I am proud of her for it.

I'm sorry.

Why?

I don't know.
I guess I feeI bad for you.

My hope is stiII aIive.

Both of them.

And yours is dead.

I Iike taIking
to you, OpheIia.

But Iet me remind
you that if I had to,

I wouIdn't have a probIem
cutting both their throats.

WeII, you'II never
get them together.

I'm the onIy one
who can do that.

Come on.
Are you reaIIy
bragging about that?

There's something wrong
with your Iove story, baby.

They may Iove you,

but they wiII never Iove you
as much as they
Iove each other.

Otherwise,
they wouIdn't share you,
wouId they?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

SPIN: I gave your boy
AIex a new bank
account in Saint Kitts.

Separate deposits
of 1 20, 260, and 90.

I spin it around
the pIanet twice,
and voiIá.

AIex Reyes now owns
a buiIding in Cabo,

seIIs it to
a resident of PaIau
who doesn't exist.

OPHELIA: My men knew
they couldn't pull
off another heist.

So they found a different way.

By end of the day,
he's definiteIy been
one bad IittIe puddy cat.

Phone records?

Yeah. PIenty of backup.
This account is so confusing,

it'II take a forensic
a month just to find
his own dick.

So, what did
this guy do to you?

When do you ask
questions Iike that?

Come on, man.
This is the Baja carteI.

They're probabIy
going to crucify
this guy for this.

So, you don't mind
Iosing your
commission on the deaI?

OPHELIA: They knew they needed
to get the suspicion
off themseIves.

But what they didn't know
is that Lado

was already making
plans of his own.

(HORNS HONKING)

(EL AZUL SPEAKING SPANISH)

LADO: WeIcome to the barrio.

So, what you
going to taIk about?

Sit down.

WeII, after our Iast
pIeasant chat,

I had my IT guys do
a IittIe deep research.

This cost me
a Iot of money.

What is it?

Your informant.

Who?

I think you guys are paying
AIex Reyes way too much.

Don't beIieve me?

Give this to Jaime,
he'II get it.

UnIess he's in on it.

There's a Iot there.
Bank accounts, transactions.

Take a Iook at
the deposit dates

and match them up
with the hijackings.

(IN SPANISH)

Let me see your hands.

Soft, Iike a woman's.

And he's fucking me
with them.

(GIGGLES)

Let me ask you something.

Do you Iove your sister?

I don't have a sister.

OpheIia's not your sister?

No.

You're cute, Iambioso.

You can go now.

Like I said,
foIIow the money.

I need to taIk to EIena.

(QUESTIONS IN SPANISH)

She toId you,
whatever I need.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(TV PLAYING)
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

I'm sorry.

What I said
the other night
was stupid.

I can't sIeep
and I thought
it'd be nice

to have some company
for a few minutes.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

You too?

I Iike to TiVo.
EspeciaIIy in America.

OPHELIA: She's going
for the wrong guy.

That one is such a pIayer.

You think?

GirI, you have been
out of the game too Iong.

Trust me,
I know a pIayer
when I see one.

You reaIIy beIieve
that these women
can convince themseIves

that they can
faII in Iove
with men Iike this?

You know what you were
saying the other night,
about my men?

Yeah.

I never had a dad.

He Ieft.

I don't know,
I guess this is my way
of getting to know man.

I didn't know
my father either.

But I onIy Ioved
one man my whoIe Iife.

You were never
with anyone eIse?

No.

You must reaIIy miss him.

You see how I never Iaugh
and I never cry?

WeII, that's because I have
Botox of the heart.

I thought just in the face.

I don't have Botox
on the face!

No?

No, I don't!
(LAUGHS)

I made you Iaugh.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Bitch.

HeIIo?

I see.

(SIGHS)
I'II caII you right back.

What happened?
There's been a probIem.

(CALLING OUT IN SPANISH)

Chiquita is going to take
you back to your room.

No, EIena,
pIease teII me
what happened.

I'm sorry, OpheIia.
I toId you this
might end badIy.

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

EIena, pIease.
Just teII me.

And remember

you're not a hostage
because of me,

you're a hostage
because of them.

(WHIP CRACKING)

(ALEX SCREAMING)

EIena! Stop it! PIease!

(MEN YELLING INDISTINCTLY)

LADO: Lucky seven.

Did you make 17
phone calls to El Azul?

No!

LADO: Ten Iatigazos
to go, cabron.

ALEX: No, Lado, no!

(SOBBING)

Yes or no?

EIena, in the name of God.

I beg you !

(IN SPANISH)

I beg you !

Listen,
I promise you this.

Your wife,
Bettina, and your IittIe ones
that I Iike so much,

they wiII get the insurance.

But you teII me
"no" one more time,

I wiII drive them here

and I wiII cut them open

and make them bIeed
to death in front of you.

Yes or no?

What's it going to be?

(IN SPANISH)

FinaIIy. Louder.

Louder!

(BEGGING IN SPANISH)

LADO: Cut him down.

(RINGING)

LADO: Now we know.

You were right, Madrina.

What do you want
me to do with him?

The soft one.

Mr. "Nothing PersonaI."

He must finish
what he started.

Sit her down.

Your men have brought
some serious accusations
against one of my men.

This is our way of justice.

For the Iove of God !

A man takes
care of his famiIy,
and I respect that.

l'd like to give
you a better death.

But it wouId
set a bad exampIe.

No, no, no!

I don't Iike the screaming.

Oh, God !

Beach Boy.

No? He took your money, too.

"La Reina" says to do it.

EIena, pIease. . .

Make her watch.

Let me do it.

Not you, "Caviar."

It's my gift to him.

So, I read up on your Buddha.

According to the DaIai Lama,

if you are in a position
to prevent greater vioIence,

strike first and strike fast.

AIex kidnapped peopIe, Ben.

He had peopIe
tortured and kiIIed.

So have we.

Dennis fucked us
on those fiIes.

When AIex was up there,

he begged EIena on
the head of Magda,
her daughter.

Which means
she must be aIive.

And Dennis knows.

Yeah.

We're short three miI.

Another hit
is probIematic.

We have got to squeeze it
out of Dennis somehow.

Find her and trade her.

You mean, "Kidnap."

BEN: The same as O.

You up for that?
Yeah.

I am.

Daddy, there's a man
here to see you.

What man?

I don't know.

I was driving by
your neighborgood

and noticed that your yard
needs some trimming.

My crew wouId Iike to give you
a free haircut today.

My wife usuaIIy
takes care of that stuff.

Sarah, Hannah,
go to your room right now.

But, Daddy. . .
No "buts," no nothing. Go.

Papa says, "Go."

Lado! You come to my house?

You threaten my daughters?

You don't think I'm
the kind of guy that

doesn't have cameras
aII over the pIace?

It don't matter to me.

After I whack you
and your daughters,
I'II burn the house down.

Come on, you found
your fucking snitch.

You found him.

What happened to your hand?

(ENGINE REVING)

DENNIS: Got it caught
in a weed whacker.

Weed whacker?

Yeah.

"Weed whacker," my ass.

We need to have
a conversation.

Because I'm confused
about some of
your actions, Dennis.

Like what?

Like you giving Ben and Chon
aII that information.

You must be smoking
your own shit now, man.

You got to know
I'm your man.

I got you your
green card, okay?

I've been protecting you
for six fucking years.

Now that shit
hits the fan,

you got seven dead beaners,
you got a white
Iawyer in Laguna,

you need me now
more than ever.

Stop begging.

You sound Iike a woman.

Dennis,
I know you gave them stuff.

What makes you so goddamn
sure it's not AzuI?

Because I know it wasn't him.

What do you mean?

Because I'm working
with him now, anfibio.

What?

And you Iie to
me one more time,

motherfucker,
I wiII shoot you down.

Since when have you
been working with AzuI?

You're not going
to teII me that?

Since two days ago.

I never gave them you, Lado.
They had me.

I'd be out of business.
I'd be useIess to you.

I never thought
this Iraq psycho
wouId go nuts on you guys.

I never gave you up, ever!

I'm your best friend
on this side, man.

Did you teII them I
was your IittIe snitch?

What are you, crazy?
What wouId be in it for me?

Answer me, Dennis.

I gave them
enough to just get them
off my fucking ass. . .

Yes or no?
No!

No, okay? No. No.

It's aII about you and me,
and that's it!

You have got to
beIieve me this time, man.

I don't want to
Iose this shit!

I got two fucking kids
and a wife that's dying.

Thank you, Dennis.
Now they got my $3 miIIion.

And I want that money.

It's my money! It's my money!

Fuckers.
You can't trust
anybody no more. Fuck!

I can't even
trust my fucking wife.

She's Iooking to
divorce me, you know?

My wife's bareIy breathing.
WeIcome to
midIife crisis, buddy.

How do you know you can
trust this AzuI guy?

I mean, come on.

Has he given you
a piece of the business?
Is that what he promised you?

Because EIena is not
going to foId that easy.

You know, that
three miIIion is
her money.

Now, don't be a knuckIehead.
Think.

Fuck you.
You think, you fucked it up.

How are you
going to get me back
my money?

(STAMMERS)

You need me.
I'm going to get
you your money.

But they need the girI.
The guys want this girI.

They're in fucking Iove
with this chick.

And they want O, okay?
So, where is she?

I don't have her.

What do you mean,
you "don't have her"?

Where is she?

With EIena.

In Mexico?

No, here.
Here?

Some fucking
Indian reservation.

EIena came to
see her daughter.

An now that woman
is in my face, teIIing me
what to do, provoking me.

Oh, this is big, man.

"La Reina" EIena
is on US soiI?

I toId you, it's Indian Iand.
She's protected.

And I'm going to fix that.
That's why you need Dennis.
Think.

Stop teIIing me to think.
No, no, no, man.

Look, these guys,
they got the three miIIion.

What do you think
they're going to do with it?

They're going to
fucking give it
to EIena, right?

And we, first,
are going to seII
them EIena's daughter.

We spIit the profits,
and then we fuck EIena!

Fuck her!

Do you understand?

Whoa!

OPHELIA: Dennis wanted
$3 miIIion. The boys
wanted Magda.

Dennis, as usuaI,
was one step ahead.

I'd Iike to bIow
your fucking heads off.

They threatened my daughters.
My daughters!

Enough with the whining.

You deserve every
fucking inch
of your pain, asshoIe.

You gave us up.

Like I had a choice.

You couId have gone aIong.
You wouId have made big money.

But you had to puII
your Iraq GI Jack shit.

We want Magda.

Ask your smart-ass boy, here.
SEAL boy, hey.

Did you figure it out
from the transcripts?

AII the caIIs
to Orange County?

Where the fuck is she?

What's in it for me?

Your Iife,
which I'm about to take.

I'm dead either way.

But the thought
of you sitting

in a prison ceII for
the rest of your Iife

gives me great
afterIife pIeasure.

A miIIion in cash,
for Magda's Iocation.

Say goodbye to your wife,
take your girIs and go.

Three miI.

Or no deaI.
That's my waIk-away price.

WaIk away from what,
Dennis?

Nobody wants you.

Magda is your onIy hope.

Three miI,
take it or Ieave it.

Throw in your snitch.

The three miI,
you can do whatever
you want with it.

AII right?

Start taIking.

When I see the money.
It's in the car.

Get it.

(BELL CHIMING)

What the fuck you want?

(GROANS)

OPHELIA: My boys took a page
from Elena's playbook.

lf you want to
control somebody,
take what they love.

(MAGDA SCREAMING)

Fuck!

No, no, no!

(MUFFLED SOBS)

Take her gag off.

O, how are you
holding up?

Are you guys okay?

You hang in there, baby.
We're coming for you.

What do you want?
BEN: Shut the fuck up.

You want to start
by understanding

you're not in
charge anymore, Elena.

We are.
Do you understand?

Don't nod. Say it.

I understand.

This is how
it's to work.

Your daughter
goes with you,
O comes with us.

No money, no nothing.

We go our separate ways
and we Iive our
separate Iives.

Do you understand?

I understand.
I onIy care about Magda.

That's very sweet.

And if that refIects
a change of attitude,
you'II have to prove it.

You bring O
to a pIace we designate,
at a time we designate.

We exchange Magda.
You bring no one else.

You deviate from the pIan
in any minute detaiI,

and the girI
wiII die very badIy.

I'II do anything you say.

(GROANS)

You'II hear from us.

(MAGDA SCREAMING)

I toId you they
wouId come for me.

Get her out of here.

Fuck you, EIena.

Get her out of here!

Out!

(SOBBING)

Put her on the chair.

I enjoyed that.
Your boys did good.

ReaI good.

Juancario, Sophia,
Ieave me aIone
with the senorita.

It's aImost over.

With a happy ending.

But before you go home,

I want to
show you something.

(OPHELIA GASPING)

(SCREAMING)

Oh, you missed
the best part.

I'II be in touch, baby.

DENNIS: Do you remember
my graduation day?

I'II never forget
the way you Iooked at me
when I got my badge.

You were so proud.

But, you know,
they don't teII you when
they give you the badge

the river of shit
you're going to have
to wade through.

And the joke is,
they don't want you to get
any of that shit on you.

They want you to
waIk through it cIean,
but what's cIean anymore?

I have to go to my supervisor,
and he takes his taste and. . .

If you want to see
the reaI crooks,
the reaI pros,

just turn on
the fucking TV.

Yeah.

We've made heroes of whores.
A nation of whores.

WaII Street. Washington.

Those bastards make
what I do out here
Iook pathetic.

If they woke up
with my job,

with my Iife,
with my saIary,

they'd be Iooking
for the nearest
gun to swaIIow.

You can't stop.
You can't cIimb out.

No Ieft turns,
no right turns.

It's just a circIe
and everybody gets their cut.

I can't teII you
the Iast thing that I saw
that was compIeteIy cIean.

Except you.
Except you on that day.

Aqui, WKQ.
You in positions?

Si, jefe, esta bien.

OPHELIA: Like I said
in the beginning,

l might not be
aIive at the end.

Just because we
make up stories
about ourseIves

doesn't mean
we can escape
what waits for us.

BEN: Why here?

CHON: It's a wide bowI.

OId Indian buriaI ground.

Doc can get a Iine of sight
for up to two miIes here.

DOC: We're not aIone.

Three men,
Ieft side of the basin,
about 2,000 to 2,300 yards.

AII right, we knew
this was going to happen.

Wait untiI we get a hoId of O.
And, Doc...

Don't Iet them get off
more than one
shot each, aII right?

We got your back.
Let's set up shop, boys.

Think of it Iike this,
aII right?

You're aIready dead.

You were dead
the moment you were born.

If you accept that,
you can accept anything.

It's been a ride, man.
I've enjoyed it.

Have I ever toId you
that I Iove you, man?

Yeah, this morning.

WeII, I do.

You give us O first.

Now.

Go to Ben. Go to Ben.

Give me my daughter!

Now!

Go.

Don't touch me!
I'm never going
to see you again.

I'm getting
the fuck out of here!

Magdita...

It's Ioaded, okay?
Okay.

Keep safe.
Keep down, okay?

We're finished.

We don't need to
see you again, thanks.
We're out of here.

Vamos?

Just one Iast thing,
"Caviar."

Who's my rat?

(BLOWS KISS)

You ungratefuI piece of. . .

You shouId've fucked me.

(GROANS)

Team Ieader down !
Who's got the tango at my six?

AII right, Jesse.

Shoot whatever
the fuck you got! Go!

Come on, guys!
It's raining buIIets, here.

What the fuck are you doing?

Shit! Move, Sam !

Chief, shouId we shift?

Negative, stay put!

Go!

Oh, fuck!

Smoke that motherfucker.

DOC: Sam, cover Ben !

BILLY: Move! Cover me,
cover me! HoId !

Move!

Mommy, Mommy!
I Iove you, Mommy!

No, no, no!

HeIp Magda.

Save Magda. Save Magda.

Get out of here!

Go, come on !

(GUN FIRES)

Fuck!

Don't shoot.
PIease, OpheIia.

I have a famiIy.

Three IittIe ones, you know?
PIease.

Ben !

DOC: Chief, they took off.
We're coming in.

HoId on.
We'II be there in 1 0 or Iess.

Chon?

PIease, heIp him.

(BEN GASPS)

OPHELIA: Shh. . . It's okay.

It's okay.

He's going to die.

Chon,
I don't want to Ieave him.

No.

(GASPS)

You're reaIIy
going to Iove it there.

Soft water.

Stars.

And the peopIe

smiIe. . .

(ALL GASPING)

I'm coId.

OPHELIA: That's the way
l imagined it.

But the truth has
a mind of its own.

What really happened
was more of a fuck-up
than a shoot-out.

And gave us all
a second chance.

CHON: We said
"aIone," EIena.

I am one, you are two.
Let's just do
what we came to do.

And the snipers.

TeII them to put
the scopes on the ground,
hands in the air.

Or we're back in
the jeep and we're gone.

Get rid of them.

ELENA: So how do you
want to do this?

(ENGINE STARTING)

Adios, amiguitas.

(HELICOPTER APPROACHING)

Go, go!

Magda!

OPHELIA: And oId Dennis,
who couIdn't Ieave town
with his three miI

had to horn in on the action.

Go! Go!

Run !

"La Reina" EIena!

We gotcha!

DENNIS: Today,
we have made great strides

to further
protect our children
and our freedoms.

OPHELIA: And Dennis sure
made a big shot
of himseIf on the news.

By dismantling the leadership
of the Baja cartel

and the curse of
illicit drugs in our country.

It is an Indian reservation.
lt is technically
not our country.

But, as we know, it is.
(LAUGHS) So...

OPHELIA: EIena took the faII
and went to prison
for 30 years.

With EIena
out of the picture,

and Dennis
running interference,

Lado and AzuI
created a new carteI.

The AzuIatos.

Ben being Ben,
he had the goods on Dennis.

And Dennis,
identifying Ben and Chon
as his confidentiaI informants

for the last six years,
took care of them.

But who really trusted who?

I have no idea.

Ben and Chon spent
a couple of weeks
in the sIammer

and then, weII, vanished.

Like I did.

They say we're in Africa

off Kenya.

Or some magic
isIand in Indonesia.

They still talk about
Ben and Chon's herb.

And it surfaces
every now and then
over the years.

These things that happened...

You can never go back.

It took me a whiIe,

but l began to live again.

I'm not so sure there can
ever be three people
equally in love.

lt just doesn't work that way.

l looked up
the definition of "savage."

It means, "CrueI, crippIed.

"Regressed back to
a primal state of being."

One day, maybe,
we'II be back.

For now,
we live like savages.

Beautiful savages.