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Call Don Cleto!

What happened, shithead?

He would've run me over hadn't I rolled to the floor.

It was a kid about 11 years old.

Couldn't see his face behind the wheel.

A kid.

A kid!

Go.

Make sure the truck disappears.

Jiménez must be pissed as fuck.

You got it, boss.

What if we go throw it into the sea from a cliff?

Well, then.

You know,

the only problem is

it looks like Jiménez's men kept some bundles.

We're missing ten.

There's ten missing.

There's ten missing!

Oh, well.

If they're lost,

they can be found.

That's right, boss.

Learn how to count, shitheads.

Work hard, everyone.

And count well.

How's your friend?

The bullet boy.

Good.

Is he back to school?

Still got his cast on?

I haven't seen him in days.

We don't hang out anymore, like you told me.

Good. Look.

I've been thinking.

We all make mistakes every now and then.

You should ask him to come over for lunch

to get to know him better.

And to stir him away from that bad influence

the damned Anacleto Letrán is.

I mean,

A kid that goes into a cannon so he can fly?

Must be pretty brave, right?

- Well, then. Go. - Bye.

Look, here.

Some weed I took.

Let's see.

- Look at that! - Seems good.

- Okay, deal. - Good.

- There you go. - Got it.

Got it.

- Eladio. - Yeah?

Bring some more tomorrow.

I'll pay in cash no problem

as soon as I get my money from Tijuana.

What's up?

- You got it. - Great.

- I'll get going now. - Yeah, I'm leaving.

- See you tomorrow. - Yeah, take care.

Come on, Taladro!

Boom! Did you see that?

Come!

Do you have a hammer for a hand, dude?

Told you, dumbass.

What's up, kid? Enjoyed the fight?

Here, this is yours.

Maybe it can be stuck back on?

What for? I look better this way, look.

What's up?

My dad listens on Saturdays to all your fights.

Especially when you go to Tijuana.

Really?

I love fighting in Tijuana.

You know what's nice about there?

People get crazy, really damn crazy.

When I win, which I always do,

girls throw their panties to the ring just like that.

This is Víctor.

He wants to be a professional boxer like you.

- Really? - Really.

- I'll make them eat my fist. - Good.

You know who taught me everything I know?

Look, the dude hitting the bag over there.

He taught me everything.

- The one in black. - Him?

Give him that tooth instead as a prize.

If anyone recognizes a good boxer,

that's Taladro.

- Go, then. - See you.

Hey.

Rayo told me to give you this.

This dude.

Thanks, kid.

Why do they call you Taladro?

Why do they call me Taladro?

Because I work with planes and engines.

Because of my strength and speed. I sum fast.

We call him Chacorta.

Just teach him and I'll pay you.

I can help you with the planes for free.

What's wrong with you, kid?

I don't train kids. Go now. Leave.

I can explain again, if you want.

Yes, I didn't really get it.

Okay.

Got it.

- See you! - Bye.

- Hi, Ximena. - Hi.

Want a ride?

They're picking me up.

Hop on, Ximenita.

I was looking for you, kid.

My boss sends you this, look.

You didn't see anything at the gym, right?

Right.

Come on.

- For real? - Yes.

- Say goodbye to your dad. - Come here!

- Behave, son. - Yes.

- I'll come visit soon. - Okay.

Kid, Don Cleto wants to see you.

- I didn't do anything. - Shut up.

Ximena told me Eladio and you are keeping secrets.

- What happened? - Nothing, Sir.

Nothing happened, I didn't see anything.

Didn't see anything about what?

There's only one boss here, Aurelio.

And that's me.

If you want to keep working for me,

this is your chance to show me your loyalty.

Eladio told me not to tell you.

I saw him at the gym.

And what was Eladio doing at the gym?

The kid's lying.

I wasn't at the gym, boss.

Either it was him or he knows who took the weed.

An 11-year-old kid is doing your work for you

and yet you call him a thief?

Boss...

Have some shame, Eladio!

Please, boss. I have a family.

I swear it wasn't me, boss. Please.

Thief, liar, and a coward.

You're no use for me that way!

Take him.

Just rough him up.

Look at him, that little angel.

Shall we wake up this little angel?

How was your night, kid?

You were spared by the buzzards.

Easy there. Get up!

You're going to the States, kid.

We're taking that thing off your arm.

Your kid didn't get home last night

and now they're taking him on a trip?

And what the hell should I tell Don Cleto?

"You know what, boss? My kid won't work for you anymore.

How about that?"

They're taking our son away from us, damn it!

What's going on? Where's Aurelio?

MEXICO US BORDER

Boss is waiting for you.

Come closer.

See how you like it, kid.

This was your idea, kid.

A tunnel that will get us to the other side.

You'll be the one to test it out.

Go.

Get him a load.

Let's see if you're really that brave.

Quick.

Goddammit.

UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

You turned out really loyal, kid.

You're forgiven.

How's the apple of my eye?

Look.

I got you this.

Thanks.

Where's your mom?

When I got here from school

she'd already left to Mazatlán.

Mazatlán?

Well, she'll be back.

And I'll make sure she doesn't leave again.

Want to grill some meat, honey?

Yes!

Dad!

I'm here with Aurelio.

Good.

- Let's go eat. - Okay.

How's your arm doing?

Is it fixed yet?

Yes, Sir.

I got the cast taken off a few days ago.

The bullet man.

Shitheads.

That went too far.

That dude was pissed.

Kids will be kids, right?

I guess.

I was thinking a lot at the hospital

and I did mess up.

But I'll be more responsible now.

Start with school.

What's that about skipping class?

Yes.

Think of what you want to be when you grow up.

Pilot, Sir.

What kind?

Because that's hard.

Aviator, Sir.

To fly across the skies.

Get out of here.

Stay put!

Help!

Help!

Help!

That's for messing around with Don Cleto Letrán's wife.

Why that face?

Nothing.

Okay. Hey, is your dad coming?

- I have... - Why don't you leave me alone?

You just care about my dad now.

Here. This is for you.

It's from the States.

Just like my mom.

Do you think you can just fix everything with gifts?

Well, you can't.

I don't want it.

Harder!

Harder!

What's up with him?

They say he once was driving drunk with a friend.

They crashed,

his friend went flying through the windshield

and died.

- Good morning, Mr. Taladro. - What's up?

What's up, kids?

I want you to teach me how to fly a plane.

I can go help you at the hangar.

How many more times do I have to ask, sir?

And how many more do I...?

Don't touch me!

Hey, calm down!

- Morning, sir. - How are you?

I'm looking for my husband.

He hasn't been home in days.

Have you seen him?

It's been a while since we last saw him around.

But if you find him,

tell him to bring us some more weed.

Ma'am.

Better leave it alone.

He was selling weed that wasn't his.

Taladro agreed to let me help him.

I'll be a pilot in a couple months, Don Cleto.

You're moving too fast, kid.

The police won't take long to come find me

because of Eladio

and a little something in Mazatlán.

You have to be careful.

There's days to be brave

and there's days to be smart.

You know what day it is today.

Thursday?

Come on. Let's go.

I'll show you a place for when you grow up.

Hop on, kid.

Let's go.

Hey, Don Cleto.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

What happened in Mazatlán?

Angélica likes to visit her family in Mazatlán

a little too much.

And sometimes,

some idiot wants to try his luck.

So we had to teach him a lesson.

You know, women get bored.

You give them everything

and that seems to bore them even more.

Then they're not happy anymore.

What happens when they aren't happy?

Nothing.

They go look somewhere else.

Or what?

Doesn't your dad play around?

Listen up, kid.

This comes for free.

Every city has plenty chapels

but only one cathedral.

And that is the mother of your children.

Right here

I get confessed every Thursday in this chapel.

Pay attention.

Don Cleto!

How are you?

Good.

Finally you're dressed in black

for that Mazatlán fucker.

No one ignores me.

Especially not in front of my people.

Hi, love.

Hi.

Aren't you happy to see me?

Yes, but I have a lot of homework.

Look.

I brought you this. I know you like them.

Thank you. I'll see it later.

I have homework.

Alright.

Eulalia.

Sign here.

So we can formally start

with the proceedings.

Hey, ma'am.

Just between us.

Why do you think your husband went missing?

Why?

Someone told me he was selling weed.

I thought he was Don Cleto's driver.

Don Cleto's weed.

You'll have to excuse my frankness,

but whether he disappeared, ran away, or is dead,

Culiacán is better off without him.

Come on, sign.

Come on, sign!

We'll go look for that dumbass.

You do know how to write?

Hey.

Good work, kid!

All tools right in their place.

Why do you want to fly?

Because those who fly are free.

I don't want to be like my dad.

I want to fly.

Be free.

And not be a farmhand like him.

Well, look.

Whenever I finish my work,

I have to make sure everything's working alright.

Otherwise...

You get me?

I do.

Go on, then.

Keep going.

So this is where you ended up, Eladio Suárez Sánchez.

Fasten your seatbelt.

Let's go!

We're going to fly!

Take it.

Good, firm.

Tame the beast.

Easy there.

Easy.

I'm flying, Taladro!

To the right.

More.

This is the best day of my life!

Not now. Let's go.