25 Carat Page #3
- Year:
- 2008
- 86 min
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but I'll never leave you alone again.
I promise.
He's an Argentinean thug
they call the Turk.
My boss uses him when someone
needs to be killed.
- Why'd he send him foryou?
- I don't know.
I guess his wife convinced him
I keep some of his money.
And do you?
No.
She wanted us to get involved.
Wanted me to kill Domingo
to take his money and his business
but I said no.
What happened?
I mean to Adrian's mom.
You left her, she left you?
She left me 3 years ago.
We'd gone out for dinner and drinks.
She said get a cab, I said no,
that I was fine, I could drive.
The car just appeared and...
I couldn't brake.
She was in a coma for 2 months.
And she finally left us.
I'm sorry.
What's wrong?
I can't go on with Adrian here
and the Turk after me.
He's my son.
I can't let him down again.
Then let's think of something.
I need your help.
I need your help.
It's complicated,
but I have an idea
that just might work.
Yeah.
I need yourfriend to help us out.
I'm back.
What's up?
You scared us so much.
Don't you ever do that again!
I'm sorry.
OK...
I have to go now.
- I wanna go with you.
- Listen, Adrian...
You said you wouldn't
leave me alone again.
And I won't.
I think Adrian and I need to spend
more time together.
OK?
come get you this afternoon.
Rocio asked me to kill you.
She wanted everything for us
but I said no.
Call the Turk.
Yeah?
Yes, it's me.
at the La Farga mall.
The girl will bring the cash
in a black bag. Got it?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, got it.
OK.
Go get Beln.
What happened?
What did Abel tell you?
You don't believe him?
Domingo... I swear I never...
Domingo...
Get lost. I want you gone forever.
Garro, it's me.
The girl called.
They're doing the swap.
at the La Farga mall.
What's our girl like?
She'll be carrying a black bag.
OK.
That b*tch wants to sell the tape.
Stay here and watch him.
Let's go!
Sh*t.
Are you blind?
I braked but the car didn't stop.
Well, it's not that bad...
- You're insured, right?
- Of course.
Women, they're all the same.
Wait!
F***!
Who are you?
Mr. Diaz wants his 120,000.
- Morning, Mr. Fernandez.
- I don't want any calls.
Hi, can I help you?
I'm just killing time.
That's it.
Excuse me.
- How dare you?
- Sorry.
- Get out!
- I'm very sorry.
Where'd she go?
All of it.
That's not...
All of it.
What are you doing?
Police.
- Hey, that's mine.
- Calm down. Calm down.
Thanks, dude.
Can I help you?
Those bastards!
Come on!
Hey, but...
You're f***ing kidding!
- I was told to deliver it personally.
- Hang on.
Tomorrow's fine for me,
if you want.
Take care of it
like it was your daughter.
Don't worry. Get back here.
Check it out.
F***!
- Let's go get my dad.
- Grab the cash.
Yeah?
Everything's quiet here.
When we're done I'll get Adrian
and we'll go far away.
Don't worry, it'll work out.
OK, fine.
What's wrong?
Finish that.
Let's make a deal, Chema?
Let me go and I'll give you half.
Come on, Chema, 150,000 Euros.
Almost there.
Hold on.
Hold on tight.
Run!
Here!
I'll give you 200, 200,000, OK?
No, man, take it all.
I'll give you the 300,000 Euros,
you can have it all.
What is this? 300,000 Euros!
What's going on up there?
Chema?
I'll get Adrian
and I'll be right down.
Wait for me.
So how much did you get?
If we take off, he'll neverfind us.
Look, look, hon, the keys are
in the ignition.
An opportunity like this only comes
once in a lifetime.
You and me, babe, together,
like always.
Dad.
Mom?
Adrian!
Mom...
Drop the gun.
Drop it, pretty boy.
Where's my son?
OK, OK.
- Where's my son?
- I don't know.
Only these two were here.
Brave guy your old man.
Tried to defend himself, ya know?
Anyway...
Wait, wait, wait.
What's Domingo paying you, 20,000?
Domingo?
"Finish the job.
I'll pay you your money. Rocio".
Wait, wait, listen.
Let's make a deal.
I'll pay you double.
Double to leave me and go after her.
Does that hurt?
Don't worry, I'll shoot you
in the head and you won't feel it.
Look at me.
My son, where's my son?
Where is my son?
Where is he?
What happened to you?
And grandma and grandpa?
We have to go.
What happened?
Adrian, get in the car.
And your dad?
He had his own plans.
Let's blow this joint.
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