[Door Crashes]
[Indistinct Chatter]
[Continues Rubbing Out Cigarette]
HEY. [Chuckles]
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
BEER.
ALL I GOT IS PISS-WARM CHANGO.
THAT'S MY BRAND.
[Belching]
MMM. THIS IS DAMN GOOD.
I'D SAY THIS IS THE BEST BEER I'VE EVER HAD.
- ACTUALLY, [Chuckles] - NEED ANYTHING OVER THERE?
I'M JUST GLAD TO BE ALIVE RIGHT NOW.
I WAS UP A FEW TOWNS AWAY. YOU KNOW SARAGOSA?
I WAS VISITING A BAR THERE, NOT UNLIKE THIS ONE.
THEY SERVE BEER NOT QUITE AS GOOD AS THIS, BUT CLOSE.
AND I SAW SOMETHING YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE.
I'M SITTIN' THERE, SMALL TABLE ALL BY MYSELF.
[Shouting] THIS BAR... WAS FULL OF REAL LOWLIFES.
I MEAN, NOT LIKE THIS PLACE. NO, I MEAN BAD.
LIKE THEY WERE UP TO NO GOOD. KNOW WHAT I'M SAYIN'?
[Clears Throat] ANYWAY, I'M ALL BY MYSELF.
MEANWHILE, THINGS ARE GOIN' ON, UNDER-THE-TABLE KINDS OF THINGS.
NOT TOO OBVIOUS, BUT... NOT TOO SECRET, EITHER.
SO... I'M SITTIN' THERE,
[Belches]
AND IN WALKS THE BIGGEST MEXICAN I HAVE EVER SEEN.
BIG AS SHIT. JUST WALKS RIGHT IN LIKE HE OWNS THE PLACE.
NOBODY KNEW QUITE WHAT TO MAKE OF HIM, OR QUITE WHAT TO THINK.
BUT THERE HE WAS AND IN HE WALKED. [Spurs Jangling]
HE WAS DARK TOO.
I DON'T MEAN DARK-SKINNED.
THIS WAS DIFFERENT. IT WAS AS IF HE WAS ALWAYS WALKING IN A SHADOW.
I MEAN, EVERY STEP HE TOOK TOWARDS THE LIGHT,
JUST WHEN YOU THOUGHT HIS FACE WAS ABOUT TO BE REVEALED, IT WASN'T.
IT WAS AS IF THE LIGHTS DIMMED JUST FOR HIM.
ESTO HUELE A CAGADA. [Laughter]
SO THIS GUY TAKES A SEAT AT THE BAR,
ASKS THE BARTENDER FOR A SODA POP, SITS BACK, SAYS NOTHING.
HE ORDERED A SODA POP?
I WASN'T INTERESTED IN HIS DRINK.
I WAS MORE INTERESTED IN WHAT HE WAS CARRYING WHEN HE WALKED IN.
SOME SORT OF SUITCASE, KIND OF HEAVY.
HE SAT THAT THING ON THE STOOL BESIDE HIM AS IF IT WERE HIS GIRL.
[Scoffs] HUEVON.
THEN, ALL OF A SUDDEN THE BASTARD SPOKE.
HE STARTED WHISPERIN' TO THE BARTENDER.
HE WAS TALKIN' BUSINESS BECAUSE WHATEVER HE SAID UPSET THE BARTENDER.
ESPECIALLY WHEN HE MENTIONED, UH--
HE SAID SOMETHING LIKE... [Bartender Belches]
BITCH OR... BUCHO.
THAT'S WHAT IT WAS. BUCHO!
WHATEVER HE SAID PISSED OFF THE BARTENDER PLENTY.
SOME OF THOSE UNSAVORY CHARACTERS I WAS TELLING YOU ABOUT--
NOT CLASS ACTS LIKE THESE BOYS HERE, BUT REAL SCUM.
THEY GOT PISSED TOO.
STARTED PULLIN' GUNS AND KNIVES AND WHAT HAVE YOU, STARTIN' SOME SHIT.
THE STRANGER BOLTS OUT OF HIS BAR STOOL LIKE YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE.
HE GRABS HIS CASE. THEN HE DIVES RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM WITH IT.
JUST DIVES RIGHT IN. I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE DOES ON THAT FLOOR,
BUT HE'S UP IN TWO SHAKES, THE SUITCASE IS OPEN,
AND HE'S PULLED GOD KNOWS WHAT OUT OF IT,
BUT IT'S THE BIGGEST HAND-CANNON I'VE EVER FUCKING SEEN.
AND THAT WAS JUST THE BEGINNING.
YOU STOOD THERE WHILE THIS WAS GOING DOWN?
YOU DIDN'T RUN OR JOIN IN?
I WAS FROZEN STIFF. ALL I COULD DO WAS WATCH THIS...
THING TEAR THE PLACE APART.
IT WAS AMAZING.
CUTTHROAT SCUMBAGS WERE COMING OUT OF THE
WOODWORK AND DYING MUCH DESERVED DEATHS.
DON'T GET ME WRONG.
THIS WAS NO CLASS-ACT GROUP OF GUYS LIKE YOU GOT IN HERE.
NOT AT ALL. NO, THESE GUYS WERE WORLD-CLASS TURDS.
AND I'M SORRY, BUT THEY GOT WHAT THEY DESERVED.
IT WAS JUDGMENT NIGHT IN THAT PLACE.
SO HE GRABS ONE OF THESE GUYS-- THE ONLY GUY THAT'S STILL BREATHING--
AND HE STARTS GETTIN' INFORMATION OUT OF HIM.
I JUST KNEW BY THE WHISPERING AND ALL, THIS GUY WAS GIVING UP ALL THE GOODS.
SPILLING HIS GUTS. CONFESSING THE WORLD. HE TOLD THAT STRANGER EVERYTHING.
EVERYTHING?
CAN I GET A CLEANER MUG? THIS ONE'S DIRTY.
FUCK YOU, MAN.
IT'S THE CLEANEST ONE I GOT.
SO ANYWAY,
WITHOUT WARNING, WITHOUT ANY HINT OR PREVIEW,
THE STRANGER WHIPS AROUND AND HE SEES... ME.
YOU SAW HIS FACE?
HIS FACE? NO.
HIS EYES.
[Spurs Jangling]
[Bartender] HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU?
NOT REALLY.
BECAUSE HE TURNED HIS ATTENTION BACK TO THE GUY ON THE FLOOR.
THE STRANGER SHOT HIM,
WALKED OVER TO THE BARTENDER, PAID AND LEFT.
SO THE BARTENDER LIVED?
[Laughing] THE BARTENDER NEVER GETS KILLED.
BUT...
AS THE STRANGER NEARED THE DOOR--
[Cocking Gun]
NO, MAN. THE BARTENDER GOT IT WORSE THAN ANYBODY.
HERE. THIS ONE'S ON THE HOUSE...
IF YOU CAN REMEMBER HIS FACE.
THANKS, BUT NO THANKS. I'M CLEARING OUTTA HERE, BOYS.
'CAUSE I THINK... HE'S HEADED THIS WAY.
WELL, THANK YOU, BOYS! Y'ALL TAKE CARE!
♪ [Guitar]
♪ SOY UN HOMBRE MUY HONRADO QUE ME GUSTA LO MEJOR ♪
♪ LAS MUJERES NO ME FALTAN NI EL DINERO NI EL AMOR ♪
♪ JINETEANDO EN MI CABALLO POR LA SIERRA YO ME VOY ♪
♪ LAS ESTRELLAS Y LA LUNA ELLAS ME DICEN DONDE VOY ♪
♪ AY, YI, YI, YI AY, YI, MI AMOR ♪
♪ AY, MI MORENA DE MI CORAZON ♪
♪ ME GUSTA TOCAR GUITARRA ME GUSTA CANTAR EL SON ♪
♪ EL MARIACHI ME ACOMPANA CUANDO CANTO MI CANCION ♪
♪ ME GUSTA TOMAR MIS COPAS AGUA ARDIENTE ES LO MEJOR ♪
♪ TAMBIEN EL TEQUILA BLANCA CON SU SAL LE DA SABOR ♪
♪ AY, YI, YI, YI AY, YI, MI AMOR ♪
♪ AY, MI MORENA DE MI CORAZON
♪ ME GUSTA TOCAR GUITARRA ME GUSTA CANTAR EL SON ♪
¶ EL MARIACHI ME ACOMPANA CUANDO CANTO MI CANCION ♪
♪ ME GUSTA TOMAR MIS COPAS AGUA ARDIENTE ES LO MEJOR ♪
♪ TAMBIEN EL TEQUILA BLANCO CON SU SAL LE DA SABOR ♪
♪ AY, YI, YI, YI AY, YI, MI AMOR ♪
♪ AY, MI MORENA DE MI CORAZON ♪
♪ AY, YI, YI, YI AY, YI, MI AMOR ♪
♪ AY, MI MORENA DE MI CORAZON ♪
♪ OH, AH, AY ♪
[One Person Clapping]
[Knocking At Door]
[Baby Crying]
[Knocking Continues]
[Crying Continues]
WHO IS IT? [Man] IT'S YOUR ONLY FRIEND.
OUCH!
DON'T YOU THINK YOU'RE BEING A LITTLE TOO CAUTIOUS?
ONE OF THESE DAYS YOU'RE GONNA LAY DOWN TOO
HARD ON THAT THING AND BLOW YOUR BRAINS OUT.
[Grunts]
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
[Sighs] HE'S THERE.
I MENTIONED HIS NAME AND THEY FREAKED. BUCHO'S THERE?
WELL... ONE SECOND THEY WEREN'T LISTENING TO A WORD I SAID,
BUT AS SOON AS I MENTIONED HIM, BOOM, THEY COULDN'T HEAR ENOUGH.
AND SUDDENLY THEY GOT VERY INTERESTED IN WHO YOU WERE.
SO I LAID THE STORY DOWN NICE AND THICK.
- HOW THICK? - WELL, PRETTY THICK.
TOLD THEM YOU WERE THE BIGGEST MEXICAN I'D EVER SEEN. WONDERFUL.
SO I BLEW IT A LITTLE OUT OF PROPORTION, BUT THEY BOUGHT IT.
THEY'RE SHITTING BRICKS RIGHT NOW.
WHERE DO I GO?
TARASCO BAR'S A GOOD PLACE TO START.
JUST TRY AND KEEP IT FROM TURNING INTO A FUCKING BLOODBATH. NOT LIKE LAST TIME.
- THAT ONE WASN'T MY FAULT. - OF COURSE NOT.
- THEY STARTED IT. - WHATEVER.
JUST REMEMBER, BUCHO'S THE ONE YOU WANT. HE'S GOT PLENTY OF UNDERLINGS.
BUT WITHOUT THEM, HE'S AS GOOD AS DEAD. SO SAVE YOUR BULLETS.
SUDDENLY... YOU'RE MY BIG BROTHER.
WELL, I DO FEEL SOME RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOU, YEAH.
MAY I ASK YOU SOMETHING? ALL RIGHT.
WHAT HAPPENS WHEN HE'S DEAD?
WHEN BUCHO'S DEAD...
IT'S OVER.
HE'S THE LAST ONE.
END OF PAYBACK? AN EYE FOR AN EYE AND ALL THAT CRAP?
YOU FINALLY GONNA BE SATISFIED?
I THINK SO.
I HOPE SO.
'CAUSE I DON'T HAVE THE STOMACH FOR THIS ANYMORE.
YOU NEVER DID. [Door Opening]
NEITHER DID YOU.
♪
♪ VOY A NAVEGAR
♪ AL PUERTO DEL ALMA
♪ USANDO EL MAR HASTA QUE LLEGARE ♪
♪ VOY A NAVEGAR
♪ AL PUERTO DEL ALMA
♪ USANDO EL MAR HASTA QUE LLEGARE ♪
♪ VOY A NAVEGAR
♪ AL PUERTO DEL ALMA
♪ USANDO EL MAR HASTA QUE LLEGARE ♪
[Bell Ringing, Indistinct Chatter]
[Woman] i NINA! [Car Horn Honking]
[Bell Continues] i MUEVETE, BUEY!
PUES, ¿ QUE PASO CON LA LUZ, CABRON?
BUCHO.
I JUST CALLED THE ORO VERDE BAR IN SARAGOSA.
THERE WAS NO ANSWER.
WELL, LET ME KNOW IF YOU HEAR ANYTHING.
[Indistinct Chatter] OKAY. BYE.
[Phone Buzzes Off]
I WANT A CLOSE LOOKOUT ON ALL OPERATIONS.
THAT MEANS DOUBLE AND TRIPLE CHECKING, EVEN OUR REGULAR CUSTOMERS.
WE DO THAT. I'LL HANDLE IT.
BY THE WAY, WHERE'S MY CAR?
IS IT FINISHED YET? HOW LONG DO I HAVE TO WAIT?
I DIDN'T LIKE IT, SO I SENT IT BACK.
I COULD HAVE BUILT THE THING MYSELF BY NOW.
[Bucho] WHAT'S THIS? IT'S MY SISTER'S NEPHEW.
HE'S LOOKING FOR WORK SO HE WANTED TO SHOW YOU HIS FIGHTING ABILITIES.
- I'LL TAKE CARE OF IT.
- YOU CALL THIS AN AUDITION, FIGHTING AGAINST PIPON?
IF HE CAN'T BEAT CRISTOS, I'M NOT INTERESTED.
CRISTOS, GET IN THERE.
HEY, PIPON. GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE.
[Men Chanting] CRISTOS! CRISTOS!
- [Bucho] HEY, HEY! - [Men Cheering]
HE DOESN'T LOOK ANYTHING SPECIAL SO FAR.
[Men Shouting, Cheering]
THAT'S MORE LIKE IT. i DALE, CABRON!
[Screaming]
HE'LL NEVER DANCE AGAIN.
SO MUCH FOR CRISTOS. HEY. TOLD YOU.
[Bucho] YEAH, YEAH, YEAH. LISTEN, THIS IS WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO.
TAKE SOME EXTRA MEN AND PLACE THEM AROUND
THE TARASCO BAR AND AROUND LA AZTECA.
THESE COLOMBIANS ARE WONDERING IF I CAN HANDLE
THE EXTRA VOLUME, SO THEY'RE WATCHING US.
ALL RIGHT? HUH? WHAT? SAY--
AND HIM?
CAST THAT LEG UP, AND WELCOME TO THE FAMILY.
[Horn Honking]
[Woman] ¡TE LLAMO AHORITA, CHICA!
¡ANDELE, PUERCO MOCOSO! ¡VAMONOS!
VAMONOS, LARGATE DE AQUI.
ONCE, DOCE, TRECE, CATORCE, QUINCE, DIECISEIS.
I HAVE A HOUSE PAYMENT.
¿ QUE MAS?
EXCUSE ME, BUT... I USED TO WORK IN A BAR.
SO I KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO WAIT ON PEOPLE.
AND I JUST WANTED TO BRING TO YOUR ATTENTION THAT THE SERVICE HERE...
NEEDS IMMEDIATE IMPROVEMENT.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN? - WHAT DO I MEAN?
OUR WAITER... WHERE IS HE?
DON'T TELL ME HE'S STILL IN THE BATHROOM.
OUR WAITER NEVER CAME BACK TO SEE IF WE WANTED ANYTHING ELSE. WE DID.
HE NEVER BROUGHT US OUR CHECK, EITHER. AND WE WANTED OUR CHECK.
WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR OUR CHECK SO WE COULD GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE.
HERE.
THIS SHOULD BE SUFFICIENT. AND DON'T BE EXPECTING A TIP, EITHER.
HEY, IF YOU DON'T TREAT ME GOOD, I'M NOT GONNA ASK YOU OUT.
AND YOUR BEER TASTES LIKE PISS.
WE KNOW! 'CAUSE WE PISS IN IT!
[Door Closes] THAT'S NOT ALL.
[Chuckling]
BAD BEER, BAD SERVICE. DON'T PEOPLE KNOW NOT TO COME IN HERE?
♪
♪ UH, AH
♪ [Continues] TWO CERVEZAS.
AND THESE ARE FOR YOU.
♪ UH, AH UH, AH ♪
♪ UH, AH
THIS'LL JUST TAKE A MINUTE.
MUCHOS GRACIAS.
[Man] TAXI!
I WANTED TO SEE THE GUITAR.
DO YOU PLAY? YES. DO YOU?
A LITTLE BIT.
PLAY SOMETHING.
NOT RIGHT NOW.
THIS IS MY FATHER'S, BUT HE DOESN'T PLAY ANYMORE. NO?
THERE'S NOT THAT MUCH WORK FOR A MARIACHI THESE DAYS.
NOW HE JUST WATCHES TV.
I'M SORRY TO HEAR THAT.
HE WAS NEVER THAT GOOD ANYWAY.
NOT AS GOOD AS I'M GOING TO BE. LISTEN TO THIS.
♪ [Plucking Strings]
LOOSEN YOUR FINGERS A LITTLE BIT.
LIKE THIS.
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN? LOOSEN THEM UP.
HOW DO YOU DO THAT?
ALL RIGHT.
GIMME THIS.
FORGET THIS HAND, OKAY? YOU WANT TO GET FASTER?
HERE'S THE SECRET.
GOT IT? GOOD.
PRACTICE THIS... EVERY DAY.
♪ [Guitar]
ALL DAY.
NEXT TIME,
I'LL SHOW YOU HOW TO PLAY A TUNE USING WHAT YOU'VE LEARNED.
PRACTICE.
♪ [Plucking Guitar Strings]
[Bell Ringing]
SI, TENGO DOS CABRONES AQUI.
NO.
THIS REMINDS ME OF A JOKE.
THIS GUY COMES INTO A BAR, WALKS UP TO THE BARTENDER AND SAYS,
"BARTENDER, I GOT ME A BET FOR YOU.
"I'M GONNA BET YOU $300 THAT I CAN PISS INTO THAT GLASS OVER THERE...
AND NOT SPILL A SINGLE, SOLITARY DROP."
THE BARTENDER LOOKS AT THIS GLASS. THIS GLASS IS TEN FEET AWAY.
HE SAYS, "LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT.
YOU'RE TRYING TO TELL ME YOU'RE GONNA BET ME $300...
"THAT YOU CAN PISS STANDING OVER HERE, WAY OVER THERE,
INTO THAT GLASS AND NOT SPILL A SINGLE DROP?"
CUSTOMER LOOKS AT HIM AND SAYS, "THAT'S RIGHT."
BARTENDER SAYS, "YOUNG MAN, YOU GOT A BET."
THE GUYS GOES, "OKAY, HERE WE GO, HERE WE GO."
[Zipper Unzipping] HE PULLS OUT HIS THING.
HE'S LOOKIN' AT THE GLASS.
HE'S THINKIN' ABOUT THE GLASS, THE GLASS.
HE'S THINKIN' ABOUT HIS DICK.
DICK, GLASS, DICK, GLASS, DICK, GLASS, BE THE GLASS, DICK, GLASS.
AND THEN, [Hissing] HE LETS IT RIP.
AND HE'S PISSIN' ALL OVER THE PLACE, MAN.
HE'S PISSIN' ON THE BAR.
HE'S PISSIN' ON THE STOOLS, ON THE FLOOR, ON THE PHONE. [Hissing]
ON THE BARTENDER. HE'S PISSIN' EVERYWHERE EXCEPT THE FUCKIN' GLASS.
RIGHT? SO THE BARTENDER, HE'S LAUGHING HIS FUCKIN' ASS OFF.
HE'S $300 RICHER. HE'S LIKE-- [Laughing]
PISS DRIPPIN' OFF HIS FACE. [Laughing]
HE SAYS, "YOU FUCKIN' IDIOT! YOU GOT IT IN EVERYTHING EXCEPT THE GLASS.
YOU OWE ME $300, PUTA."
GUY GOES, "EXCUSE ME JUST ONE LITTLE SECOND."
GOES IN THE BACK OF THE BAR. IN THE BACK IS A COUPLE OF GUYS PLAYIN' POOL.
HE WALKS OVER TO THEM. [Indistinct]
COMES BACK TO THE BAR. GOES, "HERE YOU GO, MR.
BARTENDER. THREE."
AND THE BARTENDER'S LIKE, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SO HAPPY ABOUT?
YOU JUST LOST $300."
THE GUY SAYS, "SEE THOSE GUYS OVER THERE?
"I JUST BET THEM $500 APIECE...
"THAT I COULD PISS ON YOUR BAR, PISS ON YOUR FLOOR,
"PISS ON YOUR PHONE AND PISS ON YOU,
"AND NOT ONLY WOULD YOU NOT BE MAD ABOUT IT,
YOU'D BE HAPPY."
[Laughing]
THAT'S SOME FUNNY SHIT, HUH? [Laughing]
"YOU'D BE HAPPY ABOUT IT!"
HEY. GUESS WHAT?
HE DIDN'T CHECK OUT.
AND YOU?
YOU CHECKED OUT JUST FINE.
WELL, UM, I KNEW I WOULD BECAUSE ME AND BUCCO, WE-WE--
BUCHO. WE GO WAY BACK. HIM TOO.
AND THIS GUY, I JUST MET HIM TODAY, YOU KNOW?
GO ON IN. ACTUALLY, GOOD WORK, BY THE WAY.
I JUST WANT TO SAY THIS.
IT'S NICE TO SEE THAT YOU CROSS THE I's AND DOT THE T's.
IT'S COOL, ESE, COOL. LEAD THE WAY, JORGE.
CABRON, PENDEJO. [Mumbling]
IN THERE?
FUCK. THIS IS DISGUSTING.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
I'M JUST LOOKING FOR WORK.
- THERE'S NO WORK HERE. - I SEE.
WELL, IS THERE SOMETHING TO DRINK?
IS THERE SOMETHING IN THE GUITAR CASE?
YEAH.
- WHAT? - MY GUITAR.
ARE YOU SURE YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR ME PLAY BEFORE YOU SAY THERE IS NO WORK?
HEY, WE JUST WANT TO SEE WHAT'S IN THE CASE.
IF IT'S LIKE YOU SAY IT IS, YOU CAN DRINK ALL YOU WANT.
BUT I TOLD YOU ALREADY. I'M A MUSICIAN AND THIS IS MY GUITAR.
DON'T TOUCH IT! GET HIM AWAY FROM THERE.
AY.
COME ON, HURRY IT UP.
HOW ARE YOU DOING?
- WHAT IS IT? - IT'S A GUITAR.
- [Chuckles] - IT'S A GUITAR.
- [Uncocks Gun]
- WE ALL HEARD STORIES OF A GUITAR CASE FULL OF GUNS.
[Chuckles] I KNOW.
JUST HAD TO MAKE SURE. I UNDERSTAND.
IT'S HIM!
WELL-WELL-WELL, YES. IT'S ME. IT'S ME.
I'M NOT AGAINST YOU GUYS, SO KEEP IT DOWN, KEEP IT DOWN.
I'M JUST LOOKING FOR A MAN WHO CALLS--
- i MATALO! - NOT YET.
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOIN' ON?
IS THAT GOIN' ON RIGHT NOW?
[Thugs Whispering]
WATCH HIM! WHAT THE FUCK'S GOIN' ON?
FRIENDS OF YOURS?
I-I-- LOOK, I SWEAR, I HAVE NO FUCKIN' IDEA WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON HERE.
[Empty Chambers Clicking] SHIT!
[Empty Chamber Clicking]
YOU MISSED ME!
[Gun Cocks] EH, EH, EH, EH, EH.
GET UP.
COME ON.
I'M LOOKING FOR A MAN WHO CALLS HIMSELF BUCHO.
THAT'S ALL.
BUT YOU HAD TO DO IT THE HARD WAY.
LISTEN TO ME.
I DON'T WANNA KILL YOU.
I JUST WANT YOU TO TAKE ME TO HIM. UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M SAYING?
YOU LIKE TO SHOOT ME IN THE BACK, HUH?
FUCKER.
[Empty Chambers Click] OOOH.
♪ RIDE HIS PULSE AND YOU'LL FORGET ♪
♪ SLOW DOWN YOUR TIME WILL COME ♪
♪ IF NOT TONIGHT SURELY BY THE DAWN ♪
HEY. ♪ JUST TAKE IT LIKE A MAN
HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY!
♪ THE STRANGE FACE OF LOVE
IF YOU WANNA GO, GO. ♪ THE CAT'S EYE THE LIZARD'S TAIL ♪
IF YOU WANNA STAY--
RELAX. OKAY.
- [Empty Chambers Clicking] - [Both] SHIT!
- [Empty Chambers Clicking] - [Straining]
♪ TAKE IT LIKE A MAN
[Neck Snaps] FUCK YOU!
♪ THE STRANGE FACE OF LOVE
♪ DON'T LOOK BACK DON'T LOOK BACK ♪ LOOK AT YOU NOW.
♪ HE'S RIGHT ON YOUR TRAIL
♪ DON'T LOOK BACK DON'T LOOK BACK ♪
♪ HE'S JUST A STEP AWAY FROM HELL ♪
♪ DON'T LOOK BACK DON'T LOOK BACK ♪
♪ INTO THE STRANGE FACE OF
♪ LOVE
♪ STRANGE FACE OF LOVE
♪ STRANGE
♪ STRANGE FACE OF LOVE
♪ STRANGE
[Men Shouting, Horns Honking]
i TE QUIERO CARGAR LOS LIBROS, BABY!
♪ DON'T LOOK BACK DON'T LOOK BACK ♪
♪ HE'S RIGHT ON YOUR TRAIL
♪ DON'T LOOK BACK DON'T LOOK BACK ♪
♪ HE'S JUST A STEP AWAY FROM HELL ♪
♪ DON'T LOOK BACK DON'T LOOK BACK ♪
♪ INTO THE STRANGE FACE OF
♪ LOVE
THE MONEY'S STILL IN THE BACK. SO'S THE PICKUP.
PICK-UP GUY'S LYING ON THE FLOOR WITH THREE BULLETS IN HIS HEAD. I DON'T KNOW.
TAVO MUST HAVE SHOT HIM. WHERE'S TAVO?
TAVO'S OUTSIDE, BOSS.
- WHERE? - TWO BLOCKS UP.
TELL HIM TO GET HIS ASS OVER HERE!
I WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED! HE'S DEAD, BOSS.
♪ [Guitar]
[Stops Playing] [Children Laughing]
♪ [Guitar]
I TELL YOU, BOSS,
WHOEVER IT WAS DIDN'T COME LOOKING FOR THE MONEY, HUH?
NO. CAME LOOKING FOR ME.
YOU'VE HEARD STORIES OF THAT MAN THAT CARRIES A GUITAR CASE FULL OF WEAPONS.
BUCHO, THOSE ARE STORIES, MAN. THAT'S ALL THEY ARE, STORIES.
I KNOW. I CANNOT BELIEVE IT. IT WAS LIKE--
CAN'T YOU SEE THAT WE ARE FUCKING CLOSED!
WE NEED TO FIND HIM RIGHT AWAY.
BUCHO, YOU SAID WE'RE BEING WATCHED BY THE COLOMBIANS.
- SO WE NEED TO MOVE QUICKLY. - HE'S PROBABLY LEFT TOWN BY NOW, BUCHO.
HE KNOWS I'M HERE NOW.
HE'S NOT GOING ANYWHERE.
WHERE AM I? [Woman] BOOKSTORE.
BOOKSTORE CAFE. OH.
[Groans] WHAT THE HELL DID YOU GIVE ME?
PAINKILLERS. I'M OPERATING.
OH.
WHERE IS EVERYBODY? I CLOSED EARLY SO NO ONE WOULD COME AROUND.
ACTUALLY, NO ONE WOULD BE COMING AROUND ANYWAY.
WHY?
NOBODY READS.
IS IT YOURS, ALL THOSE BOOKS?
IT'S MINE. MY PARENTS PASSED AWAY. [Groans]
THEY LEFT ME THE BUILDING AND SOME MONEY.
I HAVE AN APARTMENT UPSTAIRS. [Grunts]
[Sighs] WHY A BOOKSTORE?
THIS TOWN NEVER HAD A BOOKSTORE,
SO I GET THIS BRIGHT IDEA.
[Groaning]
ARE YOU SURE YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING?
WHY A BOOKSTORE, HUH?
ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT. ISN'T THERE A HOSPITAL?
TRUST ME. YOU DON'T WANT TO GO TO A HOSPITAL HERE.
YOU'LL NEVER FIND WORK IN THIS TOWN.
[Gasps] WHAT?
THE GUITAR. NOBODY HIRES MUSICIANS AROUND HERE.
[Chuckles] I KNOW, I KNOW.
I USE IT TO PICK UP GIRLS.
- YEAH? - YEAH.
OH, SH--
OH, COME ON!
OOPS.
YOU SEE THIS? I SEE THIS.
THAT ONE HAD YOUR NAME ON IT. YEAH. YEAH?
YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW MY NAME. THAT'S RIGHT.
I DON'T KNOW YOUR NAME.
YOU SMOKE?
NOPE.
[Flesh Sizzling]
OH, YOU ARE--
[Groaning] THANKS.
IT'S THE LEAST I CAN DO FOR YOU AFTER SAVING MY LIFE.
HERE, HAVE A COUPLE MORE.
WHAT IS IT? PAINKILLERS.
HOT WATER.
SHIT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?
I'M SORRY. RELAX. YOU'RE CRAZY!
HERE, THIS IS COLD WATER.
[Groans]
BETTER? LET'S STITCH YOU UP.
GO ON, GET OUTTA HERE.
[Door Bell Jingling]
[Hissing]
[Clicking Tongue] NO.
I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.
REALLY?
YOU'RE THAT GUY YOU ALWAYS HEAR STORIES ABOUT.
YOU KILL DRUG DEALERS.
I'M LOOKING FOR BUCHO. YOU KNOW HIM?
I HOPE YOU DON'T THINK YOU CAN TAKE SOMEONE LIKE BUCHO ALL BY YOURSELF.
- DO YOU KNOW HIM? - YEAH.
I HAVE A FEW FRIENDS I CAN CALL.
THEY OWE ME A FAVOR. DON'T COMPLAIN.
THAT WOULD BE STRAIGHT IF YOU HADN'T BEEN MOVING AROUND SO MUCH.
THAT ONE'S WORSE. WHO DID THAT ONE?
I DID, A LONG TIME AGO.
I DON'T EVEN WANT TO KNOW WHAT THAT IS.
WELL, SAVED MY LIFE MORE THAN ONCE.
- YOU CAN HAVE THAT ONE. - OH, NO, THANKS. NO.
NO. I'M OKAY.
WILL YOU HELP ME?
- I DON'T THINK I CAN HELP YOU. - OKAY, OKAY. YEAH.
I NEED TO LEAVE MY THINGS HERE FOR A FEW MINUTES.
- OH. OKAY. - I CAN TRUST YOU, RIGHT?
- YEAH. - REALLY?
- YEAH. - ALL RIGHT.
- WHERE ARE YOU GOING? - I HAVE TO GO TO CHURCH.
- WHAT FOR? - CONFESS MY SINS. I'M A SINNER.
I KNOW.
[Grunting]
EH... DID I THANK YOU?
NO, YOU DIDN'T.
OKAY. I WILL.
[Door Bell Jingling, Door Closes]
BUCHO! WHAT DO YOU THINK, HUH?
BULLETPROOF WINDOWS,
SIDINGS, THE HOOD.
JUST WHAT YOU ASKED FOR.
LISTEN. THERE ARE NO MORE PICKUPS SCHEDULED TODAY...
EXCEPT FOR THE ONE ON HIDALGO.
STAY AWAY FROM THERE. THE REST OF THE TOWN IS GAME.
TAKE THIS CAR AND FIND HIM!
I'LL TAKE MY TRUCK. TAKE THE CAR. THAT'S WHAT I BOUGHT IT FOR.
IF YOU SEE SOMEONE YOU DON'T KNOW, KILL HIM.
I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE CHANCES.
- BOOM, BOOM! - [Laughing]
IT'S BULLETPROOF GLASS ON THE SUNROOF.
WORKS AS A SHIELD FOR WHEN THEY'RE SHOOTING FROM THE TOP.
[Chuckling] LOOK AT THIS GUY.
IT WORKS. NOW GO AND GET HIM.
ZAMIRA!
I WANT YOU TO TAKE HER WITH YOU. YOU'LL NEED ALL THE HELP YOU CAN GET.
YOU TOO.
[Church Bell Ringing]
BLESS ME, FATHER, FOR I HAVE JUST KILLED QUITE A FEW MEN.
NO SHIT.
FROM WHAT I HEAR, YOU CLEANED OUT THE ENTIRE TARASCO BAR.
NICE JOB, ASSHOLE. YOU'RE GONNA HAVE EVERY
HIT MAN IN COAHUILA LOOKIN' FOR YOU.
THINGS GOT OUT OF HAND. COULDN'T AVOID IT.
- BUT I TOLD YOU, NO MORE BLOODBATHS. - I TOLD YOU.
BUCHO IS THE LAST ONE. AFTER HIM, I'M FINISHED.
NO, I'M FINISHED. THEY KILLED THE WOMAN YOU LOVED.
OKAY. THEN THEY SHOT THROUGH YOUR HAND. TWO POINTS.
HEY, WAKE UP. THERE IS NO PAYBACK FOR THAT.
WALK AWAY.
TRUST ME.
THIS IS ONE YOU'RE NOT GOING TO WANT TO SEE THROUGH TO THE END.
[Whispering] WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
LET'S JUST SAY I'VE DONE SOME CHECKING AROUND
AND BUCHO IS NOT SOMEONE YOU WANNA MESS WITH.
- TRUST ME ON THIS. - I CANNOT LEAVE WITHOUT BUCHO.
YOU DON'T EXPECT TO LIVE MUCH LONGER? FINE, I DO.
YOU NEED ANYMORE HELP, DON'T CALL ME.
CALL CAMPA AND QUINO. THEY'RE CRAZY ANYWAY.
NO, NO, NO! I SHOULD BE ABLE TO COUNT ON YOU!
THOSE DAYS ARE GONE.
WAIT! HEY! COME ON!
GOOD LUCK. DON'T GET SHOT.
DID YOU WANT CONFESSION? EH?
UH... MAYBE LATER, FATHER.
'CAUSE WHERE I'M GOING, I JUST HAVE TO COME RIGHT BACK.
[Telephone Ringing]
HELLO.
[Man Shouting In Spanish]
YEAH?
UH, LOOK--
I DIDN'T CALL ABOUT IT BEFORE BECAUSE, UH,
I COULD HANDLE IT.
YES. HE'S GOT NO PLACE TO GO.
I GOT MY MEN ON HIM RIGHT NOW.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU BROUGHT SOMEONE IN?
HOW LONG HAS HE BEEN HERE?
WELL, WHO IS HE?
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? WE CAN HANDLE IT!
SOMEONE LIKE THAT WILL TEAR THE PLACE UP, MAKE A LOT OF NOISE.
[Exhales] WHAT DOES YOUR GUY LOOK LIKE?
I'VE GOT TO KNOW OR THE WRONG PEOPLE MIGHT GET KILLED.
NEXT TIME I'LL CALL YOU SOONER, BUT I KNEW I COULD HANDLE THIS SO--
[Phone Clicks Off] HELLO? HELLO! SHIT!
WHAT'S THE NUMBER TO THE PHONE IN MY CAR?
HEY, FUCKHEADS, WHAT'S THE NUMBER TO THE PHONE IN MY CAR?
NUMBER!
IT'S IN YOUR CAR, BOSS.
- [Gunshot] - [Horses Neighing]
WHAT IS THE FUCKING NUMBER TO THE PHONE IN MY CAR?
[Men Chattering]
FUCK.
[Car Horn Honking] WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?
GET AWAY FROM ME.
YOU CAN'T GO AWAY LIKE THIS. I MEAN, I NEED YOU.
I DREAMT ABOUT HER AGAIN LAST NIGHT. SO WHAT?
LISTEN TO ME, SHIT! WHAT?
YOU ARE RIGHT. YOU ARE RIGHT.
MAYBE I SHOULD QUIT. NOW YOU'RE TALKING SENSE.
BECAUSE YOU KEEP THIS UP, LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING.
YOU KEEP THIS UP AND IT'S GONNA BE OVER. IT'S GONNA BE OVER REAL QUICK.
HEY!
GET IN HERE!
WATCH IT!
[Men In Car Shouting]
[Bucho] HEY. YEAH. IT'S ME AGAIN.
ABOUT THE MAN YOU SENT IN. WHAT DOES HE LOOK LIKE?
JUST SO I KNOW. SO MY PEOPLE DON'T GET CONFUSED.
DARK HAIR, DARK SKIN. I FIGURED THAT MUCH.
CAN YOU GIVE ME A FEW MORE DETAILS?
TATTOO ON HIS CHEST.
TATTOO OF A WOMAN ON HIS CHEST.
YEAH, WHAT ELSE? UH, ANY WEAPONS?
THROWING KNIVES.
AND?
AND PAY PHONE MONEY SO HE CAN CALL YOU WITH PROGRESS REPORTS.
YES. OKAY. THAT SHOULD DO IT. THANKS.
YEAH. WE'LL STAY OUT OF HIS WAY.
YEAH, THANK YOU.
FUCK! THIS IS WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT!
OUR OWN PEOPLE ARE WATCHING US.
HE'S BEEN HERE SINCE THIS MORNING, CHECKING UP ON US.
BASTARDS! GO AND FIND HIM!
GO AND FIND WHO? THERE'S NO ONE ELSE!
HE'S BEEN CLAIMED AS ONE OF THE COLOMBIANS.
THEY JUST WON'T ADMIT THAT THEY'RE TRYING TO GO AFTER YOU.
THERE'S SOMEONE ELSE OUT THERE. I KNOW THERE IS!
I WANT TO FIND HIM NOW! WHO ELSE IS THERE?
THE GUITAR PLAYER? THE GUY IS A MYTH, A MYTH.
YOU ARE NOT A BELIEVER, MEMO. THAT WILL BE YOUR DOWNFALL.
I'M GOING WITH YOU. I CAN'T LEAVE THIS UP TO YOU ANYMORE!
NOW MY ASS IS ON THE LINE.
[Shuts Faucet Off] MANITO!
WHY AREN'T YOU PRACTICING? HUH?
[Straining] I TOLD YOU, MAN, EVERY DAY, ALL DAY.
- I CAN'T PLAY THIS GUITAR. - [Panting]
- COME ON. - WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
I'M GONNA GET MY GUITAR.
- I'LL WAIT HERE. - IT'S RIGHT OVER THERE.
[Panting] WHAT'S OVER THERE?
MY GUITAR. I WANNA SHOW YOU. I'VE BEEN PRACTICING.
[Truck Approaching]
[Truck Horn Blaring]
[Panting] STUPID KID.
[Scraping Wall]
[Stumbling]
STAY BACK THERE. NO ONE ELSE IS SUPPOSED TO BE HERE.
- [Car Approaching] - [Horn Honking]
SEE? HERE IT COMES.
SEE? NOW, THIS ONE I CAN PLAY.
[Brakes Screech]
DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT.
GIMME THE GUITAR.
COME ON, GIMME THE GUITAR!
GO AWAY.
[Plucks String]
[Thud] SHIT!
THIS, YOUR FATHER'S GUITAR? HUH?
[Breaking Guitar] IS THIS WHY HE DOESN'T WORK ANYMORE, HUH?
THEY SWITCH GUITARS EVERY FEW DAYS. WHAT DO YOU GET OUT OF IT?
MY FATHER DOESN'T HAVE TO WORK. HE SITS AT HOME AND WATCHES TV.
MY DAD SAYS THEY HIDE IT ALL OVER. LADIES WITH BABY CARRIAGES.
THE CHURCH. BOOKSTORES.
ASK CAROLINA. SHE'LL TELL YOU. SHE DOES THE SAME THING.
[Kicks Guitar]
[Groans]
[Gasps, Screams] JESUS!
WHAT THE HELL DID YOU TELL HIM? WHO?
YOU WORK FOR HIM, RIGHT? HEH? I WORK FOR NOBODY.
I WORK FOR NOBODY. I WANNA KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU'VE SAID!
I SAID NOTHING. I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT. NOTHING? NOTH--
DID YOU TELL HIM I WAS AT THE CHURCH? I HAVEN'T SAID ANYTHING.
LOOK AT ME NOW! I DIDN'T TELL HIM ANYTHING.
JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE PROTECTING HIM! I'M NOT!
YES, YOU ARE! IF I WAS PROTECTING HIM, I WOULD'VE TOLD HIM YOU WERE HERE.
YOU DON'T WANT HIM DEAD! I DON'T WANT ANYBODY DEAD.
AND YOU SEE THAT KILLING HIM, IT'S NOT THE ANSWER. SEE?
YOU KNOW WHAT I SEE? WHAT?
I SEE THAT YOU ARE NO BETTER THAN HE IS.
THE SAME... SHIT!
[Groaning]
ANYBODY CAN BE BOUGHT.
NOT ANYBODY. NOT ANYBODY. OH, YOU'RE SO GOOD, HUH?
YOU SEE THIS BOOKSTORE? IT'S MY BOOKSTORE.
SOMEBODY COMES AND DROPS SOMETHING OFF.
- COUPLE OF DAYS LATER, SOMEBODY ELSE COMES AND PICKS IT UP. - HOW MUCH?
- HOW MUCH? - YOU KNOW WHAT I DO? I RENT OUT SPACE.
THAT'S ALL I DO. HOW MUCH?
- JUST THE BACK ROOM. - NO! HOW MUCH DOES HE PAY YOU?
OH.
- FIFTY-THOUSAND DOLLARS A YEAR. - FIFTY-THOUSAND DOLLARS.
- [Chuckles] - CASH.
YEAH.
[Sighs]
LOOK AT YOU. YOU'RE A MESS AGAIN. COME HERE.
- [Gasps] - [Grunting]
[Groans]
ON THE COUNTER.
[Groans]
I DIDN'T OPEN THIS PLACE JUST TO SEE IT FAIL.
IT WASN'T MAKING ANY MONEY AND I WOULD HAVE HAD TO CLOSE IT DOWN.
ONE DAY, BUCHO WALKS IN WITH A SUITCASE FULL OF MONEY,
AND HE SAYS TO ME, "CAROLINA, TAKE THIS AND GO ON ABOUT YOUR OWN BUSINESS,
AND I WILL GIVE YOU $50,000 A YEAR."
- YEAH. - [Sniffles]
THEY'VE DONE IT WITH A LOT OF PEOPLE AROUND HERE.
THEY USE OUR BUSINESSES AS FRONTS. [Sighs]
I USED SOME OF THE MONEY TO KEEP THIS PLACE OPEN.
AND I STASHED THE REST THINKING,
IF SOMEDAY... THINGS STARTED TO GET REALLY BAD AROUND HERE,
I'D HAVE THE MONEY TO LEAVE. [Groans]
BUT I CAN'T LEAVE.
'CAUSE ONCE YOU'RE IN, YOU CAN'T GET OUT.
THE CLOSEST THING I HAD TO A REAL BROTHER WAS JUST KILLED.
I CANNOT STOP WHAT IT IS I HAVE TO DO.
I CANNOT.
- [Groans] - DAMN IT!
- [Grunts] - [Bell Jingling On Door]
[Sighs]
DO YOU NEED SOME HELP WITH THAT?
OH, NO, I-I WAS TRYING TO-- TO MOVE MY--
MY CASH REGISTER.
I NEEDED A NEW ONE, ANYWAY.
SO... WHAT BRINGS YOU OUT HERE?
I DON'T COME AROUND MUCH ANYMORE, DO I?
NO.
HOW'VE YOU BEEN? BEEN OKAY.
BUSINESS? BUSINESS IS GOOD.
ABOUT AS GOOD AS IT CAN BE.
[Laughing] I TOLD YOU. BOOKSTORES.
[Laughing] NOT IN THIS TOWN.
AND YOU?
I AM LOOKING FOR SOMEONE THAT'S THREATENING OUR BUSINESS.
YOU MAY HAVE HEARD ABOUT THE BAR THIS MORNING.
OH, YEAH. THERE WAS A SHOOTING, HUH?
- HAVE YOU SEEN ANYONE AROUND THAT MAY LOOK, UM--
- SUSPICIOUS?
MMM.
- [Inhales] - [Clip Rattles]
NO.
[Whispers] FUCK.
THE GUY THAT I'M LOOKING FOR... IS OBVIOUSLY DANGEROUS.
- [Clip Rattles]
- SO, I'M NOT ASKING YOU TO CONFRONT HIM.
BUT, UH... IF YOU SEE HIM,
- [Clip Bangs Gun] - WILL YOU CALL ME?
SURE.
[Clip Clicking Gun]
I MEAN...
[Inhales, Kissing Gun]
WE CAN'T HAVE ANY-- ANY MORE SHOOTINGS, HMM?
- [Gun Clicking] - NO.
BUT I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM.
[Gun Clicks Loudly]
YOU...
WOULDN'T LIE TO ME, WOULD YOU,
CAROLINA? [Places Gun On Table]
- NO. - [Cash Register Rings]
- [Gasps] - [Chuckles]
- [Sighs] - THAT'S SOME MESS YOU'VE GOT THERE.
[Nervous Laughter] YEAH.
I BETTER CLEAN IT UP.
[Bucho] THANK YOU FOR THE COFFEE. YOU'LL CALL ME?
YES.
IF I SEE HIM... I'LL MAKE SURE AND CALL YOU.
[Door Opens]
[Door Closes] [Sighs]
WAS THAT HIM? YES.
BUT YOU'RE NOT DOING ANYTHING TO HIM AROUND HERE.
YOU'LL GET US BOTH KILLED.
I DON'T WANNA DIE OVER THIS, OKAY? [Sighs]
- STAY AWAY FROM THE WINDOW BEFORE THEY SEE YOU.
- [Slams Gun Down]
[Groans]
♪ [Band Playing, Singing In Spanish]
[Crowd Cheering, Hooting, Whistling]
[Crowd Continues Cheering]
[Groans] [Sizzling]
THIS ONE'S NOT SO BAD.
[Groans] [Sizzling]
ACTUALLY, IT'S ALMOST STRAIGHT.
WHY DID YOU NOT TELL HIM I WAS HERE?
I DON'T KNOW.
I KNOW YOU THINK HE'S A TERRIBLE PERSON.
[Groans] HONEY, HE IS.
[Chuckles]
HE IS. [Groans]
NOT REALLY.
HE'S GOT A GOOD SIDE TO HIM, AND THAT'S THE ONLY THING THAT CAN SAVE HIM.
YEAH. [Chuckles] YEAH.
WHAT IS THIS?
THAT WAS FOR YOU.
IT WAS FOR ME? IT'S NOT FOR ME ANYMORE, RIGHT?
OKAY, YOU CAN HAVE IT.
WOW. I DIDN'T GET YOU A CASE SINCE YOU ALREADY HAVE ONE.
IT'S... BEAUTIFUL. THANK YOU. YEAH.
AND I WAS THINKING MAYBE YOU CAN CLEAR OUT THE GUNS...
AND PUT THIS IN INSTEAD.
MAYBE.
HERE, PLAY SOMETHING. NO. [Chuckles]
COME ON. LET ME HELP YOU.
NO.
I CAN-- OW! OH! I'M SORRY.
BE CAREFUL. IT'S OKAY, HONEY.
NO, I-I CAN'T PLAY ANYMORE. WHY?
WELL, LOOK AT MY HANDS. NAH.
I CAN'T. OKAY. WE CAN IMPROVISE. I'LL HELP YOU.
IMPROVISE? YEAH.
ALL RIGHT. DO YOU PLAY?
UM... A LITTLE.
[Chuckles] ALL RIGHT.
♪ [Flat Sounds]
[Laughs] THAT'S NOT EVEN A NOTE. [Chuckles]
OH, YES, LET ME SHOW YOU. PUT THESE TWO FINGERS-- THESE TWO FINGERS OVER HERE.
LIKE THIS? YEAH.
YEAH. THAT'S GOOD. THAT'S NICE. LET ME SEE.
♪ [Sighs]
[Kisses Neck]
ALL RIGHT.
[Woman Moaning Loudly]
[Coughing]
[Gagging]
MEMO, HE'S IN THE BOOKSTORE.
YEAH, I'M SURE OF IT.
WELL, CHECK IT OUT ANYWAY. IF HE'S IN THERE AND SHE'S HIDING HIM,
KILL THEM BOTH.
MAKE IT LOOK LIKE AN ACCIDENT.
IT'S A BOOKSTORE! BURN IT DOWN.
[Puts Phone Down]
♪ QUEDATE AQUI
♪ EN MIS BRAZOS
♪ QUEDATE AQUI
♪ PARA MI
♪ Y NO ME DIGAS QUE ME AMAS ♪
♪ NO ME DIGAS QUE ME ADORAS ♪
♪ DIME SOLO QUE TE QUEDAS ♪
♪ UNA VIDA JUNTO A MI
♪ LLEVAME POR ALLI
♪ LLEVAME EN TUS ANSIAS A UN LUGAR ♪
♪ DONDE YA NO TENGA QUE JURAR ♪
♪ DONDE YA NO TENGA QUE MENTIR ♪
♪ DONDE SOLO EXISTA PARA TI ♪
♪ Y NO ME PREGUNTES SI TE QUIERO ♪
♪ QUE NO TE PREOCUPE LO QUE PIENSO ♪
♪ QUE YO SOY COMPLETAMENTE TUYA ♪
♪ A MI MANERA
♪ PERO A CAMBIO QUIERO SER TU SUENO ♪
♪ YO NO ME CONFORMO CON TUS BESOS ♪
♪ QUIERO DARTE TODO LO QUE SIENTO O MAS ♪
♪ QUE ESO--
- [Grunts] - [Screams]
- MOVE! - SHIT.
COME ON! HURRY UP!
- TAKE THIS! - DO WHAT?
TAKE THIS! COME ON! COME ON!
COME ON! WAIT! I GOTTA GET MY PURSE.
WHAT? WHAT! FUCK THE PURSE!
WAIT. WAIT. WAIT. HERE.
YOU LOOK GREAT.
THANK YOU.
WHERE WE GOING?
DOWNSTAIRS AND OUT THE FRONT. TAKE THESE.
JESUS CHRIST!
AY! AY! AY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!
[Panting] LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!
[Gunshot] LET'S GO!
GO. GO. GO!
[Gunshots Continue]
YOU OKAY?
I'M SORRY, CAROLINA.
I'M SORRY.
THAT'S HIM. WHAT?
THAT'S BUCHO?
MM-HMM.
[Grabbing Guns]
- I CAN GET A CLEAN SHOT FROM HERE. - NO ESTAN. NO ESTAN.
MOTHERFUCKER!
¿ QUE PENDEJO? NO ESTAN ALLI, ¿ QUE VAMOS A HACER?
CADA VEZ QUE TE PIDO UNA COSA, NO ME LE HACES.
WHAT?
CADA VEZ QUE LES PIDO ALGO, LA CAGAN!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING? [Grunts]
HEY, SHOOT HIM! SHOOT HIM.
HEY, MY WHOLE LIFE WAS IN THERE. [Whispers] FUCK.
[Grunts] VAMOS.
CAN'T YOU SEE? BUT CAN'T YOU SEE? HE'S GONNA KILL ME.
DAMN IT!
HEY! WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM? YOU HAD THE PERFECT CHANCE! HUH?
WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU? WHY DIDN'T YOU SHOOT HIM? [Grunts]
[Guitar Case Bangs Ground]
COME ON. COME ON.
COME ON!
[Grunting] OUCH!
COME ON. COME ON.
WAIT A MINUTE!
[Sighs]
IT'S ONE THING... IF YOU CAN'T FIND SOMEONE RUNNING AROUND THE CITY...
HIDING ANY PLACE HE CHOOSES.
I CAN UNDERSTAND THAT.
NOW, WHAT I CAN'T UNDERSTAND...
IS HOW CAN YOU LET HIM GET AWAY WHEN YOU KNEW WHERE HE WAS?
YOU DRIVE AROUND TOWN, YOU SEE SOMEONE YOU DON'T KNOW, YOU SHOOT THEM.
HOW HARD IS THAT, HUH?
[Cocks Pistol]
LOOK OVER THERE.
I DON'T KNOW HIM.
NEVER SEEN HIM BEFORE.
LOOK, HE HAS A GUN. IT MUST BE HIM.
HEY.
NOW, HOW HARD IS THAT? HUH?
IT'S THAT EASY.
LOOK, WHO ARE THOSE GUYS? I'VE NEVER SEEN THEM EITHER.
NOW, HOW HARD IS THAT? HUH?
BANG! THINK YOU CAN HANDLE THAT, OR I GOTTA DO EVERYTHING?
I'LL HANDLE IT.
YOU BET YOUR ASS YOU'LL HANDLE IT. TAKE MY CAR!
THAT'S WHAT I BOUGHT IT FOR.
ZAMIRA, YOU STAY HERE. I NEED SOMEBODY COMPETENT GUARDING THIS PLACE!
[Engine Starts]
HURRY UP!
[Gunshots Continue] [Horn Honks]
I WASN'T ALWAYS LIKE THIS, YOU KNOW.
I CAN SEE THAT.
[Chuckles] I WAS A MUSICIAN.
WERE YOU ANY GOOD?
- I WAS OKAY. [Chuckles] - [Laughs]
THEY SHOT MY HAND.
YOU KNOW, IT'S EASIER TO PULL THE TRIGGER THAN PLAY GUITAR.
EASIER TO DESTROY THAN TO CREATE.
THEY KILLED THE WOMAN I LOVED.
THEY RUINED MY LIFE.
BUCHO'S MEN WERE RESPONSIBLE FOR IT.
[Sniffles]
WHY DIDN'T YOU KILL BUCHO?
[Sighs] ALL RIGHT...
HERE'S THE PLAN.
YOU CAN STILL GET AWAY WITHOUT ME HAVING TO KILL HIM.
- YOU HAVE MONEY. - THERE IS NO MONEY.
- WHAT? - IT'S GONE.
I HAD IT HIDDEN IN THE BOOKS. [Laughs]
- IT BURNED. - [Laughing] OH, SHIT.
I HAVE NOTHING. NOTHING.
OH, GREAT. [Chuckling] OH, SHIT.
[Sighs]
WHAT ABOUT CALLING YOUR FRIENDS?
CAMPA.
QUINO. THEY WOULD DESTROY THE CITY.
AND BUCHO WILL STILL GET AWAY. NO, FORGET IT.
[Sighs]
IT MAY NOT MATTER TO YOU,
BUT HE'LL FOLLOW ME EVERYWHERE I GO UNTIL I'M DEAD.
[Whispering] IT DOES MATTER TO ME.
CAMPA?
IS QUINO THERE?
HOW FAST CAN THE TWO OF YOU GET TO SANTA CECILIA?
I'LL BE LOOKIN' FOR YOU. HEY, THANKS.
AH-AH, CAMPA... BRING YOUR GUITARS.
[Chuckles]
♪ [Acoustic Guitar]
♪ [Electric Guitar]
♪ [Acoustic Guitar]
GIVE ME THE STRENGTH TO BE WHAT I WAS.
AND FORGIVE ME FOR WHAT I AM.
♪ [Electric Guitar]
♪ [Rock N' Roll]
♪ [Continues]
♪ [Acoustic Guitar]
BACK TOGETHER AGAIN, EH? YEAH.
[Neck Muscles Cracking] LET'S PLAY.
[Rapid Gunfire]
[Recocking Rifles]
[Groans]
[Gagging]
- [Screaming] - [Reloading Launcher]
[Screaming]
[Screams]
[Groans]
COVER YOURSELF.
- FUCK. - [Rapid Gunfire]
[Crashing, Men Groaning]
[Engine Revving]
[Screaming]
[Gun Clicking]
NO!
[Nurse] BUENO, VAMOS A EMPEZAR CON EL SUERO.
- [Doctor] EL SUERO ALLI VIENE. - OXIGENO, POR FAVOR.
[Nurse] RAPIDO. i MUEVELO! [Doctor] AY, VOY. AY, VOY.
[Nurse] ALGODON.
USTEDES DOS FUERA. ESTAN CONTAMINANDO EL CUARTO.
[Nurse] SI, DOCTOR.
[Nurse] TRANSFUSION EN MANO. VAMOS.
[Car Approaching]
[Shuts Engine Off]
I'M NOT SURE THIS IS THE PLACE.
I'M GOING WITH YOU.
[Gate Creaking]
MANITO.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
I THOUGHT I WAS LOOKING FOR THE DEVIL HIMSELF.
AND ALL THIS TIME... IT WAS MY OWN BROTHER.
I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS YOU, CESAR.
I ONLY FOUND OUT THIS MORNING.
[Gasps]
I OUGHT TO KILL YOU RIGHT NOW. YOU DISGRACED ME.
WE ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE UP TO NO GOOD, CESAR.
NEVER THOUGHT YOU'D GO THIS FAR.
OH, SO MY LITTLE BROTHER COMES HERE TO TEACH ME A LESSON.
SHOW ME WHAT'S RIGHT FROM WRONG.
YOU ARE A GUITAR PLAYER.
WHAT THE FUCK IS A GUITAR PLAYER DOING KILLING MY MEN, RUINING MY BUSINESS?
YOUR MEN KILLED THE WOMAN I LOVED.
BUT YOU KILLED THEM, SO WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?
I DON'T SET OUT TO KILL INNOCENT PEOPLE.
NO, NO, YOU JUST BUY INNOCENT PEOPLE.
YOU DON'T KILL THEM UNTIL YOU'VE RUN OUT OF USE FOR THEM, OF COURSE.
BUT ISN'T SHE THE WOMAN YOU LOVE NOW?
WHEN WE TAKE AWAY SOMETHING, WE REPLACE IT WITH SOMETHING ELSE.
SHE'S A REAL PIECE OF WORK. TRUST ME. I KNOW.
SORRY ABOUT THE BOOKSTORE. I'VE ALWAYS TOLD YOU IT WOULD GO UP IN SMOKE.
HAD I KNOWN IT WAS MY KID BROTHER YOU WERE
FUCKING, I WOULD HAVE ACTED DIFFERENTLY.
CESAR... I HAVE LEARNED TO READ THE EYES OF MANY MEN.
AND WHAT DO YOU READ IN MINE?
DEFEAT, BROTHER. DEFEAT.
DEFEAT? LOOK AT YOU.
YOU CAME HERE TO KILL ME.
PAPA WOULDN'T BE SO PROUD OF YOU ANYMORE.
YOU WERE HIS LITTLE GUITARRISTA. HIS LITTLE MARIACHI.
AND NOW, JUST A PIECE OF SHIT LIKE ME!
YOU WANT TO KILL ME? LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING.
YOU HAVE ALREADY KILLED ME!
PUT YOUR HANDS UP, MANITO.
- I LOVE YOU. - PUT THEM UP!
I'M SORRY, MANITO, BUT I CAN'T HAVE YOU ACTING HEROIC,
WHILE I PUNISH CAROLINA FOR BETRAYING ME.
BUT LET ME DO THIS, AND WE'LL BE EVEN.
CLEAN SLATE.
YOU HAVE KILLED MY MEN. OKAY. WHAT'S DONE IS DONE.
[Cocks Gun] AND I'M FINISHED ANYWAY. NOW...
I KILL CAROLINA...
AND YOU GET TO WATCH.
GOOD-BYE, CAROLINA.
[El Mariachi] EVERYONE I'VE KILLED...
WAS SOMEONE'S FATHER,
SOMEONE'S SON,
SOMEONE'S BROTHER.
[Footsteps Approaching]
PRACTICE, HMM?
[Chuckles]
WHERE YOU GOING?
I DON'T KNOW.
CAROLINA.
DID I THANK YOU?
NO.
I WILL.
[Spurs Jangling]
♪ I KNOW IT'S RAINING, BABY
♪ I'M STRIPPED OF ALL MY PRIDE ♪
♪ I STAND HERE AT YOUR DOOR ♪
♪ SICK OF ALL THE LIES
♪ OH-OHHH
- SO? - I WANT YOU TO THANK ME RIGHT NOW.
THANK YOU. ♪ A STRANGE WOMAN KISSED ME ♪
♪ A TATTOO IN HER EYE [Starts Engine]
♪ I NEED TO REMEMBER
♪ WHAT I CAME HERE FOR
♪ LOVE AND MERCY
[Brakes Screech]
JUST IN CASE.
IT'S A LONG RIDE TO THE NEXT TOWN.
♪ FORGET ABOUT THE PAST FORGET ABOUT THE GUILT ♪
♪ I'M GOING BACK TO THE HOUSE LOVE BUILT ♪
♪ LOVE BUILT
♪ NOWHERE TO GO
♪ NO WAY TO TELL IF I'M NEARER TO HEAVEN ♪
♪ OR ONE STEP CLOSER TO HELL ♪
♪ CLOSER TO HELL
♪ FORGET ABOUT THE GUILT
♪ I'M GOIN' BACK TO THE HOUSE LOVE BUILT ♪
♪ LOVE BUILT
♪
♪ I GAVE YOU MY LIFE
♪ BUT NOW YOU'RE RUNNIN' AROUND ♪
♪ IS THERE ANYTHING SACRED
♪ IN THIS LOVE THAT WE FOUND
♪ AN EYE FOR AN EYE
♪ A TOOTH FOR A TOOTH
♪ A SAVAGE REVENGE
♪ IT WAS SO SMOOTH
♪ I CAN'T SEE THE DEPTHS IN YOU ♪
♪ HAD MY PALMS READ
♪ AND SHE SAID
♪ "YOU GOTTA WATCH YOUR STEP
♪ "EVERY NIGHT AND EVERY DAY
♪ "AND SEARCH FOR THE ANSWER
♪ AND SO LET LOVE REIGN"
♪ THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID COME ON ♪
♪ YOU GOTTA DRAG IT
♪ DOWN ON THE GROUND
♪ YOU MADE ME LOVE YOU
♪ BUT I CAN'T HEAR A SOUND
♪ YOU GOTTA WATCH YOUR STEP
♪ EVERY NIGHT AND EVERY DAY
♪ AND SEARCH FOR THE ANSWER
♪ AND SO LET LOVE REIGN
♪ YOU GOT ME BEGGIN'
♪ DOWN ON MY KNEES
♪ YOU MADE ME LOVE YOU
♪ BUT YOUR HEART CAN'T BE PLEASED ♪
♪ I GAVE YOU MY LIFE
♪ BUT NOW YOU'RE RUNNIN' AROUND
♪ IS THERE ANYTHING SACRED
♪ IN THIS LOVE THAT WE FOUND
♪♪ YEAH