Last night I had an ugly nightmare.
Oh, yeah?
What happened, man?
I'm lying down in my bed. Then I get up...
and there's my mother, may she rest in peace...
seated in a chair with a plastic bag over her head...
and she can't breathe.
And I can't help her.
Fuck.
What do we do?
We'll give them a half hour.
Who are they?
Don't worry. It's just the police.
This is a private road. You have to have a permit.
- Do you have a permit? - I don't have a permit.
Do you have a permit?
Well, then, we have a problem.
Can we buy a permit?
Yeah, but it's gonna cost you.
- How much? - Four hundred pesos.
You too- 400 pesos.
What's underneath the tarp?
- Boxes of food. - Show me.
Lay down on the ground, sweetie. You're under arrest.
Yeah, you guys are screwed!
What's your name?
Javier RodrĂguez RodrĂguez.
Javier Rodriguez Rodriguez.
You've done an excellent job.
But we'll 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.
What's the name ofyour little bird?
It doesn't have a name.
Those fucking anonymous ones!
For an officer of the state police...
you're very well-informed.
- Hey, was that General Salazar? - The Big Boss himself.
What is he doing around here?
Up to something. I don't know.
They took our handcuffs, Manolo.
- Javier Rodriguez. - Si.
We want you to come with us.
- Where? - It's just a short trip.
Follow me.
Not you.
You.
I'll wait here.
Five years with the Tijuana police.
Three years in the state police.
Your parents died when their house flooded in the rains of '93.
How unfortunate.
You make $316 a month.
That's 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.
He's 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! - Don't freak out, Manolo.
Don't you know who "Frankie Flowers" is?
A hired assassin! A psychopath! Fucking crazy!
- Who knows how many he's killed! - Then I'll go by myself.
And we can't 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.
What a badass.
We know that you killed our chief of intelligence.
We also know that you...
killed police chiefs in Tijuana and Mexico City.
A question.
Why do you resist?
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 Obregón.
And on that day, the Tijuana cartel will fall.
What a disgrace.
What a disgrace, Francisco Flores.
It's all right. Salazar is here.
You're 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 don't know, sir.
- Go get him some clothes. - Yes, General.
Javi.
A group of us are going to a party.
Who?
Esteban, Guzmán, Tomás, all of them.
Your new buddies.
Yes.
- Let's go. - No.
- It'll 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.
I've been into stereos since I was very young.
Most people don't care...
but for me it's 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.
Where they are this minute.
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 anonymmous tip...
joined with police to arrest members of the Obregón 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 Obregón brothers...
who reportedly dominate the narcotics trade...
in the city of Tijuana and the rest of Baja California state.
General Salazar wen t on to say that the au thorities were working overtime...
to confirm that Porfirio Madrigal, head of the rival Juárez 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.
No, the Obregóns will do that for us.
- Javier. - Yes?
What's up, Ana?
Manolo never came home last night.
Come in, come in. Sit down.
I don't know where he is.
He wasn't with you last night?
No.
I'm worried.
Don't 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?
No.
The general is going to Mexico City next week...
and I'm not going to get left behind.
Javier Rodriguez.
The word is you're not that happy in your work.
Maybe we can help.
You two don't like me, do you?
Miss, with all due respect, we don't have an opinion.
Maybe it's because I'm going to have...
the nicest home you've 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 it's always tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow.
Occupational hazard, I guess.
- The bags?
- My love, it's beautiful! How beautiful!
How are you feeling? Good?
How handsome you are.
Listen...
the Scorpion is alive.
Get in.
Porfirio Madrigal isn't dead after all!
That means that Salazar is working for the Juárez cartel.
I can't believe this doesn't matter to you.
This is nothing new, Manolo.
That's why Salazar is so interested in cleaning up Tijuana.
And he has plans for Juan Obregón, the bastard.
That's right.
You know how much money he would pay for this information?
- How much? - A fuckload of money, partner.
- What's up, man? - Take off your glasses.
Take off your glasses so I can see your eyes.
We're going to keep our mouths shut.
Okay.
What's going on? You seem nervous.
- Because of Manolo.
I'm afraid he'll do something foolish and it's going to get him killed.
Why?
He says he's going to sell information to the DEA.
They're 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 don't know. He took his passport and left.
Give me a kiss.
Don't tell him that I told you.
No.
Manolito, Manolito, Manolito.
What's up, Manolo?
Looks like you're waiting for someone.
I'm just looking for the waitress.
I'm ready to order. Do you want anything?
A fucking salad? Something to drink?
No, no. Calm down, calm down.
What are you gonna have, Manolito?
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.
Don't 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.
You're done.
- Get out of there. - Don't you hear?
Javier, put the shovel down.
Get out. Let's go.
I told you it wasn't his fault.
Shut up.
Turn around.
Let's go, Javier. It's over.
Don't 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.
Now we see that we can.
We are family now.
Ana.
If Manolo hadn't done what he did...
they wouldn't have been able to get Salazar and Madrigal.
He did something really good.
What's more, he did something important for Tijuana.
I would like to believe you.
You don't have to believe me...
because it's the truth.
The simple truth.
Tomorrow I'm going to burn his clothes.