-I never heard of him. -Who?
The man you recommended.
The guitar fighter?
[SCOFFS] Wiped out a couple towns single-handedly.
[LAUGHING] A real nut. Yeah.
You probably heard of him.
You just didn't know it was him they were talking about.
-Mmm. -You should meet him.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Me. Me. That's me.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
As long as I'm not the guy that has to make the introduction, okay?
Were you here in Mexico during the Barillo cartel massacre?
-No. -Mmm.
That's when I first heard about him.
He was a legend.
They used to say he was the biggest Mexican they'd ever seen.
[LAUGHS] That was total bullshit. He was 5'9", 5'10", tops.
That's no record, but bigger than most of us.
But Marquez, that's a different story.
Marquez...
[LAUGHS] Marquez. General Marquez.
Powerful, dangerous.
Marquez, he really had it in for this Mariachi, see.
They called him "Mariachi" because he used to carry this guitar.
-A guitar? -Mmm.
Believe me, he really knew how to play it, too.
[PLAYING TUNE]
[MEN LAUGHING]
[GUN COCKING]
Look, this story is well-traveled.
It might have picked up some embellishments along the way.
Just read between the lines.
[MEN GRUNTING]
[GUN CLICKS]
[CLICKS]
BELINI: Now, he may not have been the biggest Mexican ever...
All right.
...but she was as deadly as she was beautiful.
SANDS: There's a girl?
Oh, yeah. There's a girl.
[LAUGHS] When he'd run out of ammo, she'd take over.
The most drop-dead gorgeous woman you'll ever see.
[SQUEAKING]
[THUDDING]
[GROANS]
[MEN GRUNTING]
[GROANS]
That's where all the trouble began.
She was with Marquez.
And when Marquez saw that she was with the Mariachi,
well, he went crazy.
He hunted him down and fought Mariachi to the death.
And then she
put a bullet in his heart.
Only he didn't die.
I don't know what happened after that, but...
-Would you like some? -No.
Maybe Marquez caught up with them, or the cartels.
But like I said, the man is a myth, a legend.
And if he's still living, he's the one you want.
Well,
that is truly unbelievable.
Well, I'm not big on telling stories.
Where's the money you owe me? That's the reason I'm here.
I couldn't find a briefcase small enough for $10,000 in cash.
[CHUCKLES]
It'll do.
Just for my own edification, I offered you 50.
Why'd you say no?
I'm not a greedy man.
Not looking to get rich quick.
Besides, $50,000 is a lot for what you wanted me to find out, you know.
May have just as well put a bullet in my head as cough it up, right?
[LAUGHS] But 10...
$10,000 is civilized.
Ten is something we both can live with.
Ten might still be too much.
You'd kill me over $10,000?
You wouldn't dare.
[SOFTLY] Yes, I would.
[AIR ESCAPING]
[MAN SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[PLAYING TUNE]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Mariachi.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
El.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[EL MARIACHI WHISTLING]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
You know, if I was you, son, I'd turn around and go back right now.
Go back to where I came from.
Instead of selling my mind and my soul to these cocksuckers.
You speak English?
I didn't think so.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[PLAYING PIANO]
[BILLY CLEARING THROAT]
I present to you SenorBlascoe.
[BARILLO GREETING IN SPANISH]
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
Did you order my pibil?
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
-Does it have a name? -They call him El.
As in "The."
I know what it means. Thank you.
Alert the Barillo cartel that El has come out of hiding.
I don't think we should...
Are you a Mexican or a Mexi-can't?
I'm a Mexican.
Good.
Then do as I say.
SANDS: Nice tune.
Something my brother taught me.
I killed him.
Yes, I was privy to that information already. How charming.
You know, El, if I may call you that...
I've been doing a little snooping around,
and it seems that the cartels
have quite a price on your head.
I wouldn't want to be you.
Tell me, is there anyone who doesn't want you dead?
You tell me.
I need you to kill a man.
El, you really must try this because it's puerco pibil.
It's a slow-roasted pork, nothing fancy.
It just happens to be my favorite.
And I order it with a tequila and lime
in every dive I go to in this country.
And honestly, that is the best it's ever been anywhere.
In fact, it's too good.
It's so good that when I'm finished with it, I'll pay my check,
walk straight into the kitchen and shoot the cook.
Because that's what I do. I restore the balance to this country.
And that is what I would like from you right now.
Help keep the balance by pulling the trigger.
You want me to shoot the cook?
No, I'll shoot the cook.
My car's parked out back anyway.
You
will kill Marquez.
Do you remember General Marquez?
He's being paid by the Barillo cartel
to kill the president in an attempted coup d'etat.
Attempted?
Oh, no, no. The president will be killed,
because he's that piece of good pork that needs to get balanced out.
I say "attempted" because we don't want Marquez taking power.
I need you to put the hurting, so to speak, on Marquez,
after he's killed the president. Savvy?
So why me?
Well, frankly, because you've got nothing to live for.
And, in a way, you're already dead.
And Marquez is the man who killed you.
So why not return the favor?
Go to the church. Meet with an associate of mine named Salome at 3:00.
And I will contact you afterwards if we have a deal.
Was I right?
[SPITS]
I guess not.
[DOOR CLOSING]
[GUN COCKS]
[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]
MAN: The last shipment of guns that were seized at our border
have not been accounted for, Sanchez.
You are now off that assignment.
Who wants to volunteer?
Okay. You, Gomez, it's yours.
With El Presidente's new campaign against the Barillo cartel,
their activities are being pushed into the forefront.
Large payments, deliveries, whispers of a political takeover.
I need new point men, strong and willing.
This is a top priority of El Presidente. Who wants this?
Romero, it's yours.
Pick your secondary person. A third, if you have to.
That's all. Dismissed.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[IN SPANISH]
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
El Presidente, history teaches us no matter how great your armies are,
you will always need the favor of the inhabitants
to take possession of a province.
How can you compete with a man like Barillo? He owns Culiacan.
He doesn't own its people.
Barillo has purchased hundreds of homes and ranches
in the northern part of Culiacan.
And then he has turned around and given these homes to the people.
He's a folk hero to them.
He's also a mass murderer and a drug kingpin.
He's trying to make himself a martyr by drawing the people to his side,
but the people can see through that.
Men like Barillo have stolen this country's soul.
But my people will stand up for what is right.
I'm afraid they're no longer your people, sir.
Then I will die fighting.
Are you with me?
[BELL TOLLING]
To the death.
[PLAYING TUNE]
[GASPS]
[GRUNTS]
[SINGING IN SPANISH]
What's wrong?
Everything.
[CAROLINA SCREAMING]
This way!
Come on, come on, come on, come on!
Any suggestions, Miss "Why don't we get a room in the fifth floor
"so we can see the beautiful sunset"?
[GRUNTING]
[CURSING IN SPANISH]
Jump.
[CURSING IN SPANISH]
[SCREAMING]
[GROANS]
Swing, swing, swing.
-Hang on! -What do you mean, hold on?
[BOTH SCREAMING]
Let go! Now!
[SCREAMING]
Give me that!
Stop the bus.
[GRUNTS]
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[DOOR OPENING]
When was your last confession?
An hour ago.
And the name of your priest?
Sands.
Okay. You are expected to carry out your assignment to the letter...
Yeah, I know.
Failure to appear in designated locations at assigned times
results in forfeit of protection,
protection you will definitely need.
-Yeah. -You'll be paid.
Coup d'etats, like elections, don't come cheap.
So there's plenty of dough floating around.
There's more. You will be a free man from Marquez,
the cartels, and even from the president,
who isn't your biggest fan, let's face it.
When do I begin?
Give me a moment.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[GUNS COCKING]
[PLAYING TUNE]
MAN: It's a church, hombre.
[SOFTLY] I'm sorry.
[GRUNTS]
[PHONE RINGING]
Are you still standing?
Still.
SANDS: Good. Well, the Barillo cartel aren't the nicest of guys, are they?
However, you've passed the test.
You're gonna do just fine.
Assemble your team, and I will call you with further instructions.
Over and out.
I'm just walking my beat, friend.
Mexico's my beat, I'm walking it.
I throw shapes, and they catch them.
I set them up and watch them fall.
Have him meet me at the bullfight at 5:00 pm.
-[SPEAKING SPANISH] -What?
Why? Why would I want that? Why would I want bubble gum?
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
All right. All right. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Okay, this should hold the both of us over for quite a long time.
So I don't ever want to see you again.
[THANKING IN SPANISH]
Fuck off.
-Hi. -Hello.
The CIA sharing a meal with the FBI.
Now, if that isn't interagency cooperation, I just don't know what is.
I'm retired FBI.
A real agent never retires.
He just takes it a little easier.
Why are we talking?
You tracked down Armando Barillo
for two years when he was running his operations out of San Antonio.
Is that correct?
Spinning wheels. It never led to an arrest.
Well, he...
He is, in fact, sitting directly behind you.
I know.
He settled back in. He's been living here for six years.
Can't be touched.
Did you know that most agents never even see a top 10 criminal
for their entire careers?
You brought down two, didn't you?
And now your third is sitting in very close proximity.
Now, retired or not,
that has really got to tug on the old short and curlies.
I'm a civilian now.
Didn't he kill that agent friend of yours? What was his name, uh...
Archuleta?
Yes.
Barillo is a Mexican citizen.
He cannot be extradited for crimes committed in the US.
Do you happen to know of a Dr. Guevera? Worked for the cartel.
This doctor pumped your friend Archuleta full of drugs,
day after day,
so that they could torture him for two weeks before he died.
You must have known that.
Dr. Guevera himself, having dinner with your prey.
I wonder what it is they're up to now.
Two weeks of torture, Jorge. Think about that.
For your dead friend,
for the job you didn't finish in San Antonio.
Now, are you really going to let it slip away again?
I'd like you to have a bite of my pork because it's...
...the world.
[SINGING IN SPANISH]
[CROWD EXCLAIMING]
[ANNOUNCER SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[IN SPANISH]
Let me get Fideo.
I'm here for my guitar.
It's his last night.
They're firing him.
Hey.
Fideo, it's me.
Still drinking.
LORENZO: Like a fish.
I guess we haven't changed so much.
LORENZO: I didn't think you'd ever come back for this thing.
Neither did I.
Are we on?
I'll let you know. I'll let you know.
Bring him sober.
We're gonna need him, so...
Coffee. Lots of coffee.
SANDS: Sometimes a revolution is exactly what's needed to clean up the system.
One giant enema,
which just so happens to be my area of expertise.
Bull fights. Bull hockey. Do you like this?
The bull is stabbed, prodded, beaten.
The bull is wounded. The bull is tired before the matador
ever steps into the ring. Now, is that victory?
Of course it is.
-Wanna know the secret to winning? -[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
Creative sportsmanship.
In other words...
-[ELECTRONIC HUMMING] -[YELLING]
[CROWD EXCLAIMING]
...one has to rig the game.
Go collect.
[MAN GROANING]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
President is giving a speech on the Day of the Dead,
in the town of Culiacan.
He's going to be isolated
in the main edificio in the center of the plaza.
Very easy access to him if
somebody can get you in.
Right. You're the man who can do that.
I am not the prince.
I am the man behind the prince.
-I see. -He's not the first prince I've served,
nor the first one that I've betrayed.
You're a good rat. I like you.
I try.
The rest upon completion.
-Mucho gusto. -Right. Right.
[COUGHS]
Every goddamn time.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
SANDS: Belini,
how long have you and I done business together?
A long time.
And in a way,
I kind of, almost, could have the tiniest smidgen of respect for you.
Almost.
But you need to stop farting around.
Now, do you have the information that I need on Barillo or do you not?
[LAUGHS] I have what you need.
I'm just enjoying this temporary position of power.
I make you nervous?
You know that withholding vital information from a federal officer
is a serious offense.
Especially when that officer has paid handsomely for it
and wouldn't think twice about ripping that patch off your eyehole
and skull-fucking you to death.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[WAITRESS SPEAKING SPANISH]
No.
[APOLOGIZING IN SPANISH]
I'm fine. Go away.
I am fine. Go away. You're off the hook. Leave me alone.
That spill just cost you your life.
[GROANING]
[GLASS BREAKING]
[SCREAMS]
[WOMAN SCREAMING]
A little help.
Okay.
I know it's on you somewhere.
Somewhere.
[EXHALES] All right.
Time to get messy.
[CHUCKLES]
Well, I suppose I should thank you
for not sticking it up your ass.
However.
[GRUNTS]
You're about a quart low.
[WATER SPLASHING]
[DOORKNOB RATTLING]
You're gonna pay for that, cop.
Why doesn't my key work anymore?
It's too small.
Oh!
-Stand back. -I just... I brought you a gift.
I'm still mad at you.
And trust me, it wasn't easy to get. So...
Come closer and I'll thank you.
Are you trying to give me a boner?
Closer, I said.
How about that little tip-off?
Guarantees you a big arrest and an accommodation.
Even from your twisted little agency.
I'm impressed.
-But then what? -Would you like to hear my plan?
Either that or I start target practice.
Okay. The new president is on a quest to clear out the Barillo cartel.
And Barillo has set up a counterattack
by hiring a military general named Marquez.
And he wants him to throw acoup d'etat
while the President's visiting Culiacan.
Now, I have a man inside as insurance,
just to make sure that Marquez never takes power.
The last piece of the puzzle
is Barillo.
Your tip-off assures that Barillo is out of the picture while the battle ensues.
In the aftermath of this very healthy revolution,
I will calmly waltz away with the 20 million pesos
that Barillo is prepared to pay Marquez for the coup.
And you want me to go with you?
You detain Barillo
with the information that you have,
and then you join me and share the spoils.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
You meet me two nights from now
at La Piletta, 10 pm sharp.
And bring only what's important to you.
Oh, yeah.
It might get a wee bit dangerous there, sugar-butt. So...
[MIMICS GUN FIRING]
-Can you dig it? -I can dig it.
I want my key back.
Testing. One, two. Testing.
[GLASS SHATTERING]
[BELL TOLLING]
Hello?
Can you hear me now?
Okay... Fucking bells.
Uh, did you assemble your team?
You know I did.
Why are you having me followed?
Oh, yeah, that. Let's just call that
a guarantee of compliance, shall we?
Because Cucuy also provides protection.
From what? Mosquitoes?
Oh, gosh, I really wouldn't wanna mess with him if I were you
because he's a bit of a live wire, that one.
And he's not the happiest that you killed his man.
Oh, yeah, by the by, I have your next assignment.
You the mariachis?
This is the back entrance. Make a note of it.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
[BOTH SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[SOLDIER SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[IN SPANISH]
All right.
[PLAYING TUNE]
[SINGING IN SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Let's go.
I was afraid you couldn't play.
EL MARIACHI: Are you kidding?
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
I wonder how much we're getting paid for this shit.
A man who wants nothing is invincible, cabron.
Hey.
Are you gonna tell him that this is his last meal?
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[PLAYING LIVELY TUNE]
We just played for El Presidente.
I can't buy half a tequila with this shit!
It was meant as an honor.
Fuck honor.
-We need money. -The score's tomorrow. Enough for everybody.
Even for you, Lorenzo.
Why are you suddenly interested in the score? What's in it for you?
Only revenge.
Much delayed revenge.
Go practice.
Practice?
Playing or shooting?
What do you think?
I don't think. I drink.
[PHONE RINGING]
Yeah, hello.
Been following Barillo and the good Dr. Guevera.
Oh, Agent Ramirez, no longer retired.
Good man. Welcome to the fold.
I haven't spotted any illegal activities yet.
Only that Dr. Guevera is scheduled for a medical procedure on November 2nd.
Uh-huh. The Day of the Dead. That's tomorrow.
Also identified a member of the group as Billy Chambers.
A fugitive. We've been wanting to pick him up for some time now.
Billy Chambers? Yeah. You sure?
Bet my badge on it.
Well, whatever they're up to, I can guarantee you
that it's going to happen tomorrow.
So my suggestion to you is...
What's going down tomorrow?
...if you see an opening, take it.
What do you know?
Not enough. Get inside.
I got nothing.
I gotta get in. I got nothing.
Try to make a move. I don't have a move to make.
What are you gonna do, stupid?
Billy Chambers is on the move.
Where are you going?
You're buying a taco.
This is too easy.
Where are the other guys?
This is a setup.
It smells like a setup.
I'm making my move.
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[HORN HONKING]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[INDISTINCT]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Billy Chambers.
Well, that depends who's asking.
-I thought that was you. -Yeah.
Here, let me pay for this.
Oh, well, thanks.
Oh, goddamn it.
Is that real?
Yes, it is.
Goddamn. What took you boys so long?
Whoa, hey, friend.
You ain't gonna need that.
Believe it or not, man, I'm ready to go.
Let's talk over there.
After you.
Man, I just wanna get out of here.
I've been on the run, hiding out here, down in Mexico,
for the last eight goddamn years.
And I've been working for this here cartel for the last four.
I ain't got shit. All I got is what I'm wearing on my back.
I can't go nowhere.
They sort of got me by the balls, you know?
Jorge Ramirez.
I'll take you in under the FBI's supervision and protection
until we can take you back to the States,
where you will be prosecuted for the crimes you committed.
-In the US? -In the US.
The things that I've had to do for the goddamn cartel
are unspeakable.
You really don't know what Barillo's up to?
I'm close to the man.
I'm real close.
But he don't let nobody in, that cocksucker.
Can you get him close to Barillo?
Him?
I need your help.
Then you get me out of here?
Then I'll get you out of here.
Him, too.
There's cartel on every corner.
Sands told me you handle protection.
I don't work for Sands anymore.
And since I'm a Mexican, I can do whatever I want.
Then I guess I don't work for Sands neither. Goodbye.
There's a price on your head.
I'm going to collect.
Why don't you just tell Barillo everything you know?
And then maybe he'll just cut off your hands.
And if I don't?
You know that old man I killed in your village?
What if your whole village was next?
Would you kill them?
Me? They certainly would.
Then I guess I have no choice,
but to kill you all.
[SCREAMS]
[GUNS FIRING]
[EXCLAIMS]
You
are last.
[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
[TRUCK HORN HONKING]
[SCREAMS]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
That should put him out for a few days,
and give him some nasty dreams.
[PIANO PLAYING]
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[LAUGHS]
I present to you, uh...
SenorCucuy.
Get this condescending ass out of here.
Hey, you want me to break his fingers?
No. I want you to chop them off.
I was just making a joke.
I wasn't.
Gracias,maestro.
Sit, please.
So, you are the man who brought us
the Mariachi.
The man I work for, Mr. Sands,
he is using the Mariachi to kill General Marquez.
So you want to join us.
Here's how it works.
There is the bait. There is the trade.
A favor for a favor.
So El Mariachi is the trade?
You are.
[SNIFFLES]
This ain't my line of work.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[SCREAMING]
[GROANS]
-[BOTH GRUNT] -[SCRUNCHING SOUND]
[SCRUNCHING CONTINUES]
[SCREAMING]
[MAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[EL MARIACHI SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Lore...
[PHONE RINGING]
Why?
Practice shooting, not drinking.
[SPEAKS SPANISH]
We are on.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
You know, that fucker's been blockading all the goddamn roads.
Take us back another way.
By order of the president.
Who does this guy think he is?
He wants to get rid of me? Fine.
I'll get rid of him.
Replace him, even.
Then I will simply disappear.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Hey, vamonos,man.
[MACHINE BEEPING]
Don't put me out completely.
Have my men wait outside.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SIGHS]
Barillo and Dr. Guevera must already be inside of the building,
having entered through the back or basement.
They should be mid-procedure.
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
Federal agents.
This is going down now.
[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY IN SPANISH]
[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
[GUN FIRES]
[EXCLAIMS IN SPANISH]
If Barillo wanted to look unrecognizable to authorities,
he succeeded.
Massive tissue loss due to an only
partially-completed facial reconstruction,
wasn't necessarily the cause of death.
[METAL CLATTERING]
They switched bodies.
[SNARLING]
Barillo!
FBI.
He was anyway. Bring him along.
Listen, I cannot do everything by myself.
I need someone to go in there with me.
No. I lost my inside man. Probably dead.
And Cucuy, greedy turd that he is,
ratted me out and has disappeared.
Plus, I'm pretty sure the cartel is shadowing me.
Now, listen, I have got a swell bunch of guys
intercepting Marquez's army, but they've got no guns.
Now, listen, I want you to understand me.
This is no time to screw the pooch,
because this is supposed to be the big dance number, all right?
Hello?
Hello? Are you there?
Okay, okay, I'm going to freak right out.
I would like the puerco pibil and a tequila with lime.
Yeah, listen, uh, I need a new line.
This one's been compromised.
Okay? Thank you.
I'll be waiting here at the La Vaca Volando.
That's right.
The Flying Cow.
Couldn't you?
You really didn't see it coming, did you?
Sorry, baby, I told you I wasn't interested in your scheme.
Too small.
Oh, my Christ. Is that Barillo?
That's the new Barillo.
The old Barillo died in surgery a few hours ago.
What kind of cartel would have you running its operation?
I'm his daughter.
You've been spying on my operation for some time.
I feel it's only fair to warn you
that killing me is crossing the line,
and you will have every single marine
from here to Guantanamo Bay,
up your keister, mister.
So just know that.
Fortunately for you, nothing you did is worth dying over.
You have only seen too much.
We are going to make sure that doesn't happen again.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[DISTANT EXPLOSIONS]
[DOOR OPENING]
That sounded a little extreme for a parade.
Those are troops coming up from the south, sir.
Whose?
[SIGHS] Emiliano Marquez.
Well, what do we do?
We stay here. This place is fortified.
It's much easier to defend this place
than to chance going out in the open.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
What are you talking about, "fortified"? Come here!
[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
Just stay clear of those windows, sir.
You let me handle it.
My name is Sheldon Jeffrey Sands.
I work for the Central Intelligence Agency.
[ECHOES] Intelligence Agency.
I throw shapes. I throw shapes.
I set them up. I watch them fall.
I'm living la vida loca.
[BICYCLE BELL TINKLING]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
No!
I'm terribly sorry about your chewing gum, but listen.
I will give you this...
Ouch!
...if you'll be my eyes.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
I meant
this.
I need you to take me to the center of the city.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
Well, it's a little difficult for me to tell right now
because I'm kind of having a bad day.
Do you see someone?
[IN SPANISH]
Okay. Okay.
Listen, have you ever seen one of these?
Si.
-Have you used one? -No.
Don't ever, because they're very, very bad.
But right now, what I need for you to do
is to aim this at the bad man who's following us,
and shoot him in the head.
[IN SPANISH]
Oh, yeah. Very matalo.
Close?
-Si. -Okay. Smoke him.
Smoke the fucker.
Just send him straight to fucking Broadway.
[SPEAKS SPANISH]
What?
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Okay. Come here.
Right or left?
[REPLIES IN SPANISH]
Was that my right or your right?
[SPEAKS SPANISH]
Oh.
[IN SPANISH]
Sorry.
Look me in the eyes
and then kill me.
Oh! Good boy. Now you're thinking.
Take me to the center of the city,
where there will be even more dough.
[CHILDREN CHATTERING]
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[CROWD SCREAMING]
[GUNS FIRING]
In my past, I'd take on evil from the bottom.
Now I realize,
start at the top.
The president is a good man.
I'll go around back. Meet me in five.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[GUNS FIRING]
Just lay low. They'll leave us alone.
Uh-huh.
[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
[MACHINE GUN FIRES]
What the fuck!
I don't like military.
[BRAKES SCREECHING]
Get out.
Why are we stopping?
We can't go any further.
Why? Why not?
Look out there. It's a fucking coup d'etat!
I can't see, fuck-mook! I have no eyes.
Well, then, listen to it, fucker!
The military's throwing over the presidency.
All hell's broken loose.
Come on, work. Work.
You guys have to get out now.
[GUNFIRE CONTINUES]
Keep your money because I'm not moving one inch.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
[GUNFIRE CONTINUES]
[YELLING IN SPANISH]
Fuck! Now what?
Do you know armor-piercing bullets?
Yeah.
These are much better.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
Good choice.
-You ready? -Yeah.
Okay, let's go!
Presidente! Presidente!
It's no longer safe to be here, sir. Let's go.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
You have a meeting with General Marquez, sir.
It feels like you need some protection, sir.
Who are you guys?
Sons of Mexico, sir.
Are we in front of the building?
[REPLIES IN SPANISH]
Okay.
This is it, kid.
I don't hear you running.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
[SCREAMING]
[GUNS FIRING]
Why would the people want me dead?
I've done nothing but try to help them.
What are you talking about? Come over here. Let me show you something.
Look out there! You see?
[GUNSHOT]
Well, don't look too close, Presidente.
But your people are out there fighting for you, you understand?
Presidente, take off your jacket.
-This also? -Yes.
Put this on.
[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
What is this, payoff?
This is money someone paid to have you killed.
Yeah, and now it's money to save your life, Presidente.
Here, get some tequila for yourself.
[SPEAKS SPANISH]
Presidente!
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
Carolina?
[IN SPANISH]
[MARQUEZ GROANING IN PAIN]
[IN SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[FIRES GUN]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Presidente!
[EXCLAIMING IN SPANISH]
[GRUNTS IN FRUSTRATION]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
You fucking little monkey.
Stand up.
See anything you like?
[GUNSHOT]
No.
Do you remember a man named Archuleta?
Why?
I present to you Special Agent Jorge Ramirez.
You tortured and murdered Agent Archuleta.
He was my partner.
He was also my friend.
Agent Ramirez, you have to follow certain rules.
Oh, I'm retired.
Rules don't apply to me any more than they do to you.
Mr. Chambers.
Yes, sir.
You're just going to stand there?
I'm afraid anything but standing's gonna cost you extra.
You leave me no choice.
[RINGING BELL]
Hey.
Did you get your man?
One of them.
If that isn't interagency cooperation, I just...
I just don't know what is.
[IN SPANISH]
Fuck you.
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[SINGING]
[GUITAR PLAYING]
[WHISTLING]
[WIND HOWLING]
[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
No.