MEXIKO 20 Miles southwest of Tijuana
Last night I had an ugly nightmare.
Oh, yeah?
What happened, man?
IĀm lying down in my bed. Then I get up...
and thereĀs my mother, may she rest in peace...
seated in a chair with a plastic bag over her head...
and she canĀt breathe.
And I canĀt help her.
Fuck.
What do we do?
WeĀll give them a halfhour.
Who are they?
DonĀt worry. ItĀssjust the police.
This is a private road. You have to have a permit.
- Do you have a permit? - I donĀt have a permit.
Do you have a permit?
Well, then, we have a problem.
Can we buy a permit?
Yeah, but itĀs gonna cost you.
- How much? - Four hundred pesos.
You too- 400 pesos.
WhatĀs underneath the tarp?
- Boxes of food. - Show me.
Lay down on the ground, sweetie. YouĀre under arrest.
Yeah, you guys are screwed!
WhatĀs your name?
Javier RodrĆ­guez RodrĆ­guez.
YouĀve done an excellent job.
But weĀll take over from here.
Put the prisoners in the Suburban and impound the truck.
How did you find out about this?
A little bird told me.
WhatĀs the name of your little bird?
It doesnĀt have a name.
Those fucking anonymous ones!
For an officer of the state police...
youĀre verywell-informed.
- Hey, was that General Salazar? - The Big Boss himself.
What is he doing around here?
Up to something. I donĀt know.
They took our handcuffs, Manolo.
We want you to come with us.
- Where? - ItĀs just a short trip.
Follow me.
Not you. You!
IĀll wait here.
Five years with the Tijuana police.
Three years in the state police.
Your parents died when their house fooded in the rains ofĀ93.
How unfortunate.
You make $316 a month.
ThatĀs what they pay.
Well, look.
This could be your past.
We can talk about your future...
if you can do me a favor.
If I can.
I want to wipe out the Tijuana cartel.
What can I do to help?
His name is Francisco Flores.
HeĀs an assassin.
He runs guns for the Tijuana cartel.
I have to talk to him.
I need you to find him and bring him here.
- This is crazy! - DonĀt freak out, Manolo.
DonĀt you know who " Frankie Flowers" is?
A hired assassin! A psychopath! Fucking crazy!
- Who knows how many heĀs killed! - Then IĀlll go by myself.
And we canĀt ask for help...
because he lives in San Diego.
It would be interesting to know how you did it so quickly.
We all have our weak side.
The path of the Lord is very subtle.
Amen.
We know that you killed our chief of intelligence.
We also know that you...
killed police chiefs in Tijuana and Mexico City.
A question:
My father has money.
That is not the correct answer.
We also found out...
that you hunted down a neighbor of General Salazar.
A poor peasant.
Your people killed his granddaughter.
That was a stupid thing to do.
You fucked up.
My technique is more profound than yours, Javier.
Much more profound.
When he loves me like a father...
he will never tell anyone he was here.
He will give me the names of his superiors.
Then we get them and they too will give us names.
And eventually somebody will get us to Juan ObregĆ³n.
And on that day, the Tijuana cartel will fall.
What a disgrace.
ItĀs all right. Salazar is here.
YouĀre among friends now.
This shameful treatment will stop immediately.
Guard!
Yes, General.
Are you responsible for this?
- We are not savages! - Yes, General.
- Has he eaten? - I donĀt know, sir.
- Go get him some clothes. - Yes, General.
Javi.
A group of us are going to a party.
Who?
Esteban, GuzmĆ”n, TomĆ”s, all of them.
Your new buddies.
Yes.
- LetĀs go. - No.
- ItĀll be fun. - Another day.
At my house I have some B&W speakers.
A while ago I bought a CD burner.
I make CDs with the music I want.
Just like I bought them in a store.
You and I have a lot in common. Not everything, but a lot.
We both studied on the other side with the gringos.
Your father is an engineer, right?
My father- may he rest in peace- was also an engineer.
IĀve been into stereos since I was very young.
Most people donĀt care... but for me itĀss very important.
They say in Latin:
In vino veritas. Wine brings out the truth.
Use this to write down...
the addresses of those bastards who killed my captains.
And not where they were last week, but where they are now.
And better yet, where they are going to be tomorrow.
You know where they are going to be tomorrow, right?
Reported by the government news agency, Notimex:
"Yesterday, forces of the Mexican Army, acting on an anonymous tip...
joined with police to arrest members of the ObregĆ³n brothers drug cartel.
Head of the Federal Drug Forces, Gen. Arturo Salazar, said in Mexico city...
that the sweep was a crippling blow to the ObregĆ³n brothers...
who reportedly dominate the narcotics trade...
in the city of Tijuana and the rest of Baja California state.
General Salazar went on to say that the authorities were working overtime...
to confirm that Porfirio Madrigal, head of the rival JuĆ”rez cartel...
died last week during a plastic surgery procedure. "
Here it is, here it is.
Get out, asshole.
Are you going to kill me?
No, the ObregĆ³ns will do that for us.
WhatĀs up, Ana?
Manolo never came home last night.
Come in, come in. Sit down.
I donĀt know where he is.
He wasnĀt with you last night?
No
IĀm worried.
DonĀt worry too much. It makes you ugly.
Do you want a coffee? Coffee with sugar?
No
No?
Look, Javier.
I was going through his clothes the other day.
Look what I found.
What is it?
- What were you doing? - I was with friends from work.
Was Salazar there?
The general is going to Mexico City next week...
and IĀm not going to get left behind.
Javier RodrĆ­guez
The word is youĀre not that happy in your work.
Maybe we can help.
You two donĀt like me, do you?
Miss, with all due respect, we donĀt have an opinion.
Maybe itĀs because IĀmm going to have...
the nicest home youĀve ever seen in your miserable lives.
The old man actually kept his promise.
The general is a man of his word.
They will say anything to get what they want...
and then itĀs always tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow.
Occupational hazard, I guess.
The bags?
My love, itĀs beautiful! How beautiful!
How are you feeling? Good?
How handsome you are.
Listen...
the Scorpion is alive.
Get in get in
Porfirio Madrigal isnĀt dead after all!
That means that Salazar is working for the JuĆ”rez cartel.
I canĀt believe this doesnĀtt matter to you.
This is nothing new, Manolo.
ThatĀs why Salazar is so interested in cleaning up Tijuana.
And he has plans for Juan ObregĆ³n, the bastard.
ThatĀs right.
You know how much money he would pay for this information?
- How much? - A fuckload of money, partner.
- WhatĀs up, man? - Take off your glasses.
Take off your glasses so I can see your eyes.
WeĀre going to keep our mouths shut.
Okay.
WhatĀs going on? You seem nervous.
Because of Manolo.
IĀm afraid heĀlll do something foolish and itĀsss going to get him killed.
Why?
He says heĀs going to sell information to the DEA.
TheyĀre going to pay him a lot of money.
What could he tell the DEA?
You know...
about Salazar and Madrigal.
Javier...
Where is he right now?
I donĀt know. He took his passport and left.
Give me a kiss.
DonĀt tell him that I told you.
WhatĀs up, Manolo?
Looks like youĀre waiting for someone.
IĀm just looking for the waitress.
IĀm ready to order. Do you want anything?
A fucking salad? Something to drink?
No, no. Calm down, calm down.
What are you gonna have,
Manolo?
A steak.
Well, if you like steak...
we know a much better place.
You come with us.
Javier had nothing to do with this.
It was all my idea.
Punish me, not him.
Do me a favor.
DonĀt tell Ana I died like this.
Tell her it was something else.
Something official.
Tell her I died... doing something worthy.
Forgive me, Javi.
Put some muscle into it.
You too, Manolo.
YouĀre done.
- Get out of there. - DonĀt you hear?
Javier, put the shovel down.
Get out. LetĀs go.
I told you it wasnĀt his fault.
Shut up.
Turn around.
LetĀs go, Javier. ItĀss over.
DonĀt be alarmed, Javier. The old man works like this.
We had to go through the same thing.
We had to do this to be sure we could trust you.
We are family now.
If Manolo hadnĀt done what he did...
they wouldnĀt have been able to get Salazar and Madrigal.
He did something really good.
WhatĀs more, he did something important for Tijuana.
I would like to believe you.
You donĀt have to believe me...
because itĀs the truth.
The simple truth.
Tomorrow IĀm going to burn his clothes.