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It's business as usual at least until the philosophers arrive.

Your cousin is here.

Would you excuse me for a moment?

- I need to talk to you. - Obviously.

It's about that little hooker.

I know where the disk is.

This guy came see me. He tried to blackmail me.

I'm sure Gisela must have given him the disk.

That's the kind of thing she'd do.

- Who is he? - A guy with a strange name.

An American photographer.

An American...

That's funny.

I trusted you. Please don't disappoint me.

May I sit here?

- Sure. - Be our guest.

Shit!

Stupid woman!

Federal Agent...

Fuck off! I don't speak English.

She disappered. And the Bolivian too.

El Alto. El Alto! Let me go, damn it!

Your passport, please.

Welcome to Bolivia.

An Inca head. From the 12th century from Tihuanaco.

40 pesos... 20 dollars...

In Miami 1500 dollars...

What's the trouble?

Your friend passed by here two hours ago in a silver American car.

It had a Brazilian plate. It went that way...

The car was pretty run down. It might not get there. It looked really bad.

- Thanks. - You're welcome. Good bye.

Rafael? I'm in El Alto for our meeting.

I had some trouble. I was tailed by a Fed to Columba.

A woman. I had to kill her.

There was a guy on the train who looked like that American photographer.

Fuck it! Why didn't you kill the guy?

No one told me to do it, and I thought there was no need.

You're getting too soft, Chink. Meet us at "The Dancing Days" in two hours.

Don't call me Chink.

Son of a bitch!

Chink screwed it. We'll have to kill him. Let's call the Head Office.

Next stop El Alto. Be ready to get off.

Have you seen a very tall guy... an Indian...

- I need a room. - For how many nights?

I don't know.

Excuse me. I'll be right back.

- Put away the knife. I'm alone. - How did you find me?

Won't you invite me in?

I trust no one from the organization.

I'm changing allegiances.

I know what happened in Bolivia. I thought you needed an ally.

Sit down.

It's gonna cost you a lot.

My friend and I wanna buy a farm and raise pigs.

Help me and you'll raise more pigs than you can handle.

Who killed Mitry?

- Rafael. He's with the organization. - Where is he?

He grows roses on a little farm near Rio.

Roses? Roses?

You keep watch. Let's go.

Hey there, Chink. Who's your short friend?

Jose Zakkai. May we come in?

Of course. You ain't mad at me, are you Chink?

So you're Iron Nose...

I heard about you.

I knew you worked in the distribution...

but I didn't know you were a midget.

And I didn't know you grew roses!

Everything I make goes into this place.

I grow more than 150 varieties. I learned from my mom.

She loved flowers. She grew the prettiest flowers I've ever seen.

- No kidding! - I'll go cut you some.

What is this, Chink? You crazy? Shit.

- Where is the disk? - Fuck you!

You got it wrong, Chink. This little fuck can't protect you.

He's already got one foot in the grave.

I'll ask you again. Where's the disk?

Mr. Fuentes said you hated roaches.

Are you still hungry?

Answer him. Answer him.

I don't have it, Chink. I swear.

I told you not to call me Chink!

I wouldn't lie to you. There is no disk here.

Liar. I don't believe you.

Goodbye, friend. Kill him.

I don't kill a man who's tied up.

You don't?

I do.

He swore he would not lie!

This is wonderful!