Blood In, Blood Out Page #12

in pools of blood...

for a pinche pack of smokes

and a snort of coca!

I don't know where

you're comin' from, bro.

A Chicano from Cal State got them

to publish my essay on prison reform.

They want me to write a book

on the Chicano in prison.

You better lift your eyes

outta this book, jefe.

You better see

what's goin' on around us now.

Wind it up, gentlemen! Take it

to y, our houses. Let's go. Move it.

No can do, carnal.

Quarter of the bill

I can take care of maybe.

Indugu, you forgot

your comb, man.

Maybe.

Thinks he's gettin' away with something.

Tootin' his horn to a fairy tale.

Hey, Magic. Help me out.

You mad-dog me,

you better watch your back, homes!

Now the f***in' AV-ers

won't pay on their bets either.

Why pay? They were testing us

with Carlos and we folded.

Now they're gonna take us apart

piece by piece.

Whether we like it or not, the dope

business is where it's at, Magic.

If the AV-ers

and the BGA-ers control it,

they control everything, including us.

F***in' A, ese.

Carlitos was right.

No, he was stupid

for selling out to the AV-ers.

Onda should take the money left

in the gambling book and make a buy.

- Yeah.

- I know a connection.

But the council won't approve it.

We should do it anyway.

- You wanna die, ese?

- If I have to, I will!

I lost my f***ing leg,

my family back home.

This is all I got left.

If we don't do something now, Onda dies.

Do you want that?

Magic, I love Montana too...

but I'm not gonna stand by

and watch them destroy us.

Will you stand with me, carnal?

Right now there's only two of us, so we

gotta lay back and wait for an opening.

The Aryan Vanguard's gonna force Carlos

to make his move soon on the BGA.

- I told you to stop branchin', punk!

- I said next!

- I said move. Let's go.

- Better watch your back,

'cause I'm gonna ride you.

You're right. I don't want any trouble.

I've changed my ways.

Now I'm takin' all your customers.

Say anything, and you're dead!

At the same time he hits Pockets...

his brother Smokey

will move on Cheap Times,

the BGA's drugstore down in L.A.

Hey,, hey,, hey,, hey,

She's a super freak

Super freak

She's su...

Brought you monkeys

some coconuts...

from Quentin!

The only problem is,

Carlos is so strung out...

he can't see the wolf

in the henhouse.

If I know Red Ryder, as soon as

Carlos does the AV-ers' dirty work...

they'll pull his protection, and

it'll be open season on Carlos Zuniga.

Carlos! No!

- Move, move, move!

- If I'm right,

all hell's gonna break loose.

That's our chance, Magic.

Where there's war, there's opportunity.

What we gotta do is wake Montana up

and move Onda into power.

Montana, nosotros estamos muriendo.

Que ellos peleen contra el BGA.

No! Listen!

Before we f*** up everything we built,

I have to have a meeting with the BGA.

We're making a horrible mistake.

Can you understand that?

- What, are you blind or what?

- Wait a minute! I said I want you ready!

I'm not gonna waste the lives

of our soldados for nothing!

The time to strike is now!

If we wait, they'll destroy us!

No, Magic! We gotta back El Mero Mero.

If he says meet with the BGA,

we gotta do it.

What are you talking about?

If we stand by, we're gonna

watch Onda go down in flames!

Magic, tenemos que darnos esquina.

I want you to hit Smokey!

I want him dead by tomorrow!

Geronimo, dile a tus soldados

que se calmen.

Three more California prison inmates

have been killed in gang violence...

bringing the tally, of fatalities

this week to 11.

Aguilar!

- Aguilar.

- Hey, chorizo.

You still want Popeye Savedra?

- Zuniga?

- They got a hit on me.

I need protection or I'm dead.

Listen, Smokey,

if you want protection, you're gonna

have to give me more than Popeye.

I want everything on Onda.

Who they are and where they are.

- Hey, no way, forget about it!

- Hey, don't talk sh*t, Smokey.

You stay out there alone,

you're dead. You said so yourself.

All right! All right.

I'll give it to you.

The whole lay, out...

capitanes, soldados.

- Where can we meet?

- St Mary's Church, Fourth and Chicago.

- I know it.

- Be there in 15 minutes, chorizo,

or forget about it.

I'll be there.

Quiet in the church.

Aguilar?

This is Lieutenant Ivan Burnett.

He's from San Quentin.

- Detective Paco Aguilar.

- How're you doin'?

- This the victim?

- Yeah.

- Paco, we just heard from Sacramento.

We are to cooperate

with Corrections on this.

That means that Burnett's gonna

be bringing down his entire team.

- What does that mean? I'm out of it?

- You heard me.

Well, this is bullshit, Captain.

Well, come on, I've been working

on this case for months.

This vato was about to give me

the full lowdown on Onda.

What do you know about Onda?

I had a run-in with

a couple of these guys here.

- The whole council.

Captain, I'll need this picture.

- Fine.

- My chief investigator

will debrief him tomorrow.

- Hey, wait a minute, man.

That's my evidence.

This is an East L.A. case.

Look, I appreciate your interest,

but this is much bigger than East L.A.

Things are popping up

all over the state.

You hear about the grenade

that was thrown into...

the Cheap Times Social Club

in Wilmington last night?

I'm betting that Zuniga here

was the quarterback.

Part of a plot started

by his brother in Quentin.

- It all comes outta Q

- All right, all right, Lieutenant.

Let's get inside.

This is happening here,

not in San Quentin.

It's all tied up to prison gangs.

Now, it's very complicated.

That's why we're taking over.

Do you speak Spanish?

You ever been in a street gang?

No, but my warden has,

and he's Chicano.

Well, is your warden related

to someone on the Onda council?

Miklo Velka is my...

is my cousin.

I am related to him

by blood and by this.

Look, Lieutenant,

I don't mean any disrespect...

but I think I can get further

on this thing than you can.

All I'm asking is that I'm involved.

Thank you.

This was a personal thing

between Carlos and Pockets.

Carlos and Pockets were loose cannons.

That was business.

But what you all did in L.A.

night before last was bullshit.

There's gonna be more blood on blades

than broken bones...

'cause we ain't lettin' y'all

hit us in the back no more.

Now, you wanna powwow?

You wanna talk? Go ahead, talk.

Onda had nothing to do

with Cheap Times.

Carlos' brother Smokey acted

on his orders, not Onda's, and he's

paid the price with his life.

Cheap Times made for cheap lives,

man, lots of'em.

You want a war? We're ready.

Believe me, we'll win.

We've got more soldiers,

and they'll go all the way...

to the death if they have to.

I've got soldiers. My soldiers are

ready to die. We've done proved that.

Is that what you want? I guarantee

that's what the Aryans want.

We can stop the killing now.

You and me, right here.

Now, your word means something here.

What about Folsom and Chino?

- I speak for them too.

- Mm-mmm.

Maybe for Soto or Folsom, but your word

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