Original subtitles

(speaking in a foreign language)

- He's here and he's fit.

- Is that a camera?

(camera clicks)

- But the statues are not.

- What if there's someone who comes looking

and we want them to find us.

- It's been 15 years.

- I'm sorry, you can do a year in prison

and then everything can go back to normal.

Dad!

(gunshot)

Dad!

(sirens wailing)

(vomiting)

- Barnaby?

Barnaby, I hate to do this to you

but the drug cartel are expecting those statues

and I'd do it myself but they might forget

about the whole not killing me thing, you know.

No one should have to see what you just saw, I'm so sorry.

(sirens wailing)

No, the keys.

Leah's fucking high, you gotta drive.

(door opens)

Barnaby, the car ignition is here,

that's the cigarette lighter.

(sobbing)

Okay, all right.

Leah, Leah!

You gotta drive, come on.

(van starts)

- Right, can we go now please?

- Well, I...

- What?

You get paid once we get the product.

See our supplier isn't a patron of the arts.

That's why we need someone to explain to him

why these things are worth millions of dollars.

- You want me to go to Mexico?

No, I--

- B, I'm doing it.

That was the deal.

- Leah, you can't go to Mexico,

you'll get yourself killed.

- It's a piece of piss.

- Is there a problem?

- Give me one minute.

- One minute.

- Leah, Mexico, dad he's--

- Yeah, and life goes on.

I'm not like you, B.

No one's gonna pay me to spend my whole life at uni.

I'm 30, I'm still living at home,

and I have zero kashish.

I need this money and so does Nina.

- Wait.

You don't know anything about art.

I mean, I'm the expert.

I may need to pick up a toothbrush.

(intense music)

(insects chirping)

(gravel crunching)

(suspenseful music)

Are you okay?

(growls)

I was talking to her.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Oh, oh.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Angelito.

(pats on back)

Mr. Walker, I must rely on your powers of persuasion.

My supplier does not understand the value

of anything he cannot sell in kilos.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Nina!

- [Leah] He fucking kicked at her.

(speaking in foreign language)

Wait B!

- Stop, stop!

If anybody hurts her,

the American Embassy are getting sent

10 mouse mats and a jigsaw puzzle

with your face on it

and a note saying this is the man that killed Nina Morales.

(gun cocks)

(speaking in foreign language)

- Ms. Morales, I'll introduce you

to my daughter-in-law Carolina.

She was married to my son, Dante,

the man you murdered.

- My condolences.

(speaking in foreign language)

(laughs)

(claps)

- Tomorrow, we do the deal with my supplier.

Tonight, they are my guests.

- How was your flight?

- My father was a peasant,

he was a rebel.

He fought to liberate Mexico.

This was his gun.

I keep it loaded and ready for action.

(wine pouring)

Ms. Morales, tell me,

when a man escapes how do you catch him?

- You've heard of the Judas goat?

Say you're hunting a wolf,

you get a baby goat,

tie it up in the woods.

When the wolf comes for the goat,

you get the wolf.

- Bait.

- Right.

Now, wolves are wild animals, they gotta eat.

Jumpers are human beings, they need love,

and where do they get that nourishment from?

Their families.

That's who they run to.

And nine times out of 10,

a member of that family will pick up the phone,

dial my number and sell them out.

That's who we call a Judas goat

and I could tell you the tough guys

who make all the noise about their loyalty,

their honor, that's the one.

(bangs table)

(speaking in foreign language)

(glass breaks)

(speaking in foreign language)

- Awkward.

- If you can persuade my supplier

to take the collateral,

this woman will not be harmed.

You have my word.

(speaking in foreign language)

(suspenseful music)

(door opens)

(gasps)

- Nina!

- 15 years and you don't call?

(door opens)

(door closes)

(speaking in foreign language)

- That's all you gotta say?

You killed the father of my son.

- Okay, hold up, first of all

I didn't technically kill your husband

who was real classy by the way.

A real prince charming.

And secondly, I was only in that apartment because of you.

- How is this my fault?

- I heard about Rafael Muniz,

he's Los Cardenas, 50 UI.

So I'm thinking, okay,

if I bring him in maybe he can tell me something

about what the hell is going on with you.

- 15 years and you're still interfering.

- 15 years and Sofia is still your daughter.

- You don't think that I don't miss her?

She was better off without me.

- Oh you got that right,

you were a goddam train wreck.

She'd be better off if you died.

- You know what?

You're on your own.

(door opens)

(door closes)

- [Nigel] You've reached Walker's Antiques,

unfortunately Nigel Walker is currently unavailable

but if you would like to leave your name--

(woman shouting)

we'll get back to you.

(woman screaming)

- Leah!

(woman screaming)

Leah!

(Leah groaning)

(vehicles driving)

(door opens)

- Tell you, Walker,

my suppliers expecting me and you alone.

- Oh, you want me to sit around

with my thumb up my ass

waiting for El Cheap Bones to ice me?

- I don't want you to put anything in your ass.

Look, I know that Angel can be rather rambunctious.

- What are you?

The Cat in the Hat?

Stop talking like Dr. Seuss.

Talk to him.

- Okay.

Don Alejandro,

Nina's coming with me, please.

- Okay.

- Okay, what about me?

This is my deal.

- Well he's not gonna kill you, is he?

You're buddies.

- It was a grief shag!

You are such a creep!

- Mr. Barnaby, this is for you.

- Oh, right,

(speaks in foreign language)

I am very allergic to horses.

(speaks in foreign language)

- There is another animal,

El Diablo, he's the devil.

- Yes, I got that.

(donkey braying)

(uplifting music)

Go!

Vamos!

(Barnaby yelling)

(speaking in foreign language)

(dog barking)

(horse neighs)

- Hey, listen to me.

You want to sound at most respect

but you don't show fear.

The supplier, you clown, come on.

- Oh god, oh my god.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

I need you to calm down.

- Calm down?

Nina, we are surrounded by AK-47s.

- They're M14s.

- Oh they're M14s so calm down Barnaby.

I instantly regret doing that.

- Barnaby, it's gonna be okay.

(scoffs)

- No it's not.

Nina, my dad is dead because of me.

- You thought he'd come out of jail

miraculously transformed into a good guy.

You're just naive, that's not a sin.

- He never believed in me.

- Then screw him, I believe in you.

Hey.

We're partners, dummy.

All right, don't make this awkward.

- It's time.

- Come on.

- Come on.

(speaking in foreign language)

- Remember, ballsy.

- Right, so, these are pillars,

examples of Persian sculpture.

You'll notice the detailing around the face and armor.

A very similar piece actually sold at auction recently

for half a million pounds.

I have an article here on my phone.

Hey!

(speaking in foreign language)

- You a cop?

- Barnaby, okay, ballsy, ballsy.

- That is a work of art!

- Art is shit.

- If art is shit,

why have you got Michelangelo's Pieta

tattooed on your chest?

This scene, Mary holding Jesus,

it's not in the Bible.

It's from someone's imagination.

(speaks in foreign language)

One person 700 years ago,

hearing about the crucifixion of Christ

and thinking where's the mother?

Where's Mary?

What's she feeling?

If Mary stands up,

she'd be nine feet tall.

She's completely out of proportion.

Mary is so big because her son is small again.

That's what she's thinking.

This is my child.

This image it not about death, it's about sacrifice.

It's about loving someone or something

so much that even in the most painful moment of loss,

you'd be willing to lose that person all over again

because you know that the pain would be worth it.

Everyone loves,

everyone suffers,

that is why art is so valuable

because everyone needs it.

- You are not a cop.

(speaking in foreign language)

Senor, please, as my guest.

- No thank you,

I don't really do drugs.

Ate half a hash brownie at the Hay Literary Festival once

ended up heckling Alain de Button.

- You say my--

(speaking in foreign language)

- Oh that is very nice.

Moorish.

(laughs)

♪ They say we're young ♪

♪ And we don't know ♪

♪ We won't find out ♪

♪ Until we grow ♪

♪ Well I don't know if all that's true ♪

♪ Cause you got me ♪

♪ And baby I got you ♪

♪ Babe ♪

♪ I got you babe ♪

♪ I got you babe ♪

♪ They say our love won't pay the rent ♪

♪ Before it's earned, our money's all been spent ♪

♪ I guess that's so, we don't have a pot ♪

♪ But at least I'm sure of all the things we got ♪

♪ Babe ♪

- Nina Morales goes free.

- You okay?

- Yeah, great.

It's like all my grief's just disappeared.

Why didn't anybody tell me about cocaine?

- Do we tell him about the come down?

- Nah, let him have this.

- Your payment senora.

As we agreed.

- Oh.

- You earned that, Barnaby.

- So I've been thinking,

with our cut of the money,

what we should do is open a gallery

that's also a tattoo parlor.

You could sell mojitos, we can get a DJ.

Make it feel really German.

(speaking in foreign language)

(sirens wailing)

(speaking in foreign language)

- Shall we?

(intense music)

(speaking in foreign language)

Mr. Walker, you are a strange and disgusting little man

but I have no quarrel with you.

So you can take your payment

and go home with your sister.

Or you both can stay and die with Nina Morales.

- Come on Barnaby, let's go.

- We're not going.

- [Leah] What?

- Kid, go.

- No.

- Listen to her.

- You can go if you want to.

- Fuck, fuck.

Fuck!

- Get out of here!

- No.

We stand together

because we are--

- Fricken idiots!

- I think I need some more cocaine.

(door opens)

(Leah squeals)

(door closes)

- What are you doing here?

- We're sisters, asshole.

- Thank you.

(knocking)

(speaking in foreign language)

(car starts)

(speaking in foreign language)

(intense music)

- What is it about the whole father son thing

that just drives you guys nuts?

(speaks in foreign language)

Do you know the worst thing I ever did

just to make my mother proud of me?

I went on four dates with a proctologist.

- This is about what it means

to be a real Los Cardenas.

He chose business over family, over his blood.

- Family, so what you rat out your own dad?

(gun cocks)

(laughs)

- You believe in my father.

Our glorious history,

he bought that on Ebay.

Now this, the real one.

(gunshot)

(grunting)

♪ Be together ♪

♪ Through the hard times and the good ♪

♪ I have to celebrate you, baby ♪

♪ I have to praise you like I should ♪

- Morning after pill (speaks in foreign language)

♪ I'm so glad you're mine ♪

(speaking in foreign language)

splooge in me.

You know what, blow me.

(screams)

Get off me!

This is some sort of sick joke!

Casa del Scarface,

I'm all about the original.

It's criminal.

What the fuck are you looking at?

♪ I'm gonna please you every way I can ♪

Oh balls.

♪ I'm so glad you're mine ♪

♪ You're so bad ♪

♪ And so fine ♪

♪ You play the questions from my mind ♪

♪ I was afraid ♪

- Where the hell is Leah?

- You think she's okay?

- Kid, your sister knows how to look after herself.

Dammit.

- What?

- Now I'm gonna have to tell Sofia

that her corny ass mother saved my freakin' life.

Open it, you earned it.

- We both did, partner.

♪ I have to praise you when you hold me ♪

♪ When you work your way around ♪

- No, no, no, no.

$2 million dollars, of cocaine?

- I...

- [Both] Leah.

(banging)

(speaking in foreign language)

♪ You're so rare and you're so fine ♪

♪ And I'm so very, very, very glad you're mine ♪

♪ You're so right ♪

♪ So fine ♪

(upbeat music)