Colombiana
- I can't believe this.
- Why not?
Because I love you, Fabio, like a son.
And I love you, Don Luis, like a father.
I'm going to miss you.
And I'm going to miss you.
Okay,
enough of this sentimental bullshit.
One last drink?
Next, we'll be crying like two old women!
Come on.
To the future.
Good health and life!
So, business is all clear?
It's all here.
- No other copies?
- You have to ask? -Hey!
Come on.
I'm going to miss you.
Bye, Marco.
Kill this motherf***er.
Not okay, boss?
The bastard thinks I'm an idiot,
playing it all mellow and sh*t.
If he would have yelled and screamed
and threatened to kill my whole family...
it would've been better.
We have about an hour to get
outta here at the most! Let's go!
We've got ten minutes.
- Cataleya, go pack.
- I'm packed Mamma.
Cataleya.
Listen to me.
In case anything happens...
this is your passport.
If you find yourself alone,
you go to this address on this card.
Show it to the man at the gate.
- I don't understand, Papa.
- You don't have to understand.
You just have to listen
and remember.
Take the bus and go here.
And this... this will keep you safe.
The cataleya orchid.
My mother, your grandmother...
used to grow them. Every morning I'd wake
up to the sight of them. The smell of them.
That's why I named you 'Cataleya'.
Never forget where you came from.
Hi. We want to see Don Fabio.
He's not home.
- I'm ready.
- It's time! Come! Come!
- Let's go!
- Come on.
Back, back, back.
They say he is not home yet.
Wait a minute.
It's too late.
Get ready.
I love you very much.
I love you too, Papa.
Do it now.
Change of plans.
Do you remember me, Cataleya?
I was at your confirmation.
My name is Marco
and I was a very good friend of your father.
You know who Don Luis is, right?
He was like a father to your father.
But... when... someone...
is good to you...
and you're not good to them back,
then bad things happen.
You do very well in school,
so I know this is not too complicated
for you to understand. Am I Right?
Excellent.
Now, your father had something that belonged
to Don Luis. It's a small thing.
Not bigger than this.
Do you know where it is?
Well,
if you give it to me, Don Luis will be
very happy and very grateful.
So... why don't you just give me that
little thing, which belongs to him.
Would you do that?
You're a smart girl.
And in this life smart girls
always get what they want.
Just tell me, sweetheart...
What do you want?
To kill Don Luis!
Grab that little b*tch.
We need her alive.
Find her! Find the little b*tch.
Do not stop.
Got you.
Excuse me.
And you said you...
you have something for us, sweetie?
Well, may I see it?
Okay, everybody,
take a five-minute coffee break.
Jim, we're gonna have to record this.
- Where did you get this?
- My Papa.
where is your Papa?
Dead.
Do you know what this is?
Yes.
My passport.
We're about to arrive in Miami.
I'll buckle you up.
Welcome to America.
Go ahead, I'll wait right here.
Hello, young lady, where are we wanting
to go today?
Chicago? That's not just down the street,
you know?
How much?
Hey, kid, what are you doing here?
Emilio.
There's a girl looking for you.
It does not matter.
Her name is Cataleya.
- Cataleya...
- Tio?
I thought you were dead.
You're safe.
It's okay.
You're safe now.
You're safe.
You have your mother's beautiful eyes.
Don't be afraid.
This is your home.
How long has it been since you sleep?
I don't know. A long time ago.
Well, good.
When I was your age,
I don't know if it helps
with your growing pattern,
but I was always ready
for what came after.
Whose room did I sleep in?
My son.
Your cousin.
Where is he?
He's dead.
Killed?
Yes.
By whom?
No one who is still alive.
You are very talented.
- Is this what you want to be, an artist?
- I used to want to be like Xena.
A Warrior Princess.
Not any more?
No?
I want to be a killer.
Can you help?
Sure.
Normally we don't accept students
in the middle of the academic year.
But under these circumstances,
losing her parents in a tragic car accident.
Here you are. These are...
the school supplies you'll need.
Sorry...
She's a little traumatized.
Of course.
See you Monday, Cataleya.
Such a pretty name.
Thanks.
After we get all this stuff,
we go over to Maxwell Street...
to get hot dogs
from those Polish people here.
You like hot dog?
What is it now?
That school has nothing to teach me.
I told you what I want.
You don't want to help me? Fine.
I'll do it myself.
Look.
See that?
Is that what you want?
You want me to teach you how to be
a killer? Sure, no problema, I'll teach you.
But you'll be dead in five years.
If you want to be a killer and survive,
you got to be a smart one.
You have to know things besides
how to pull a trigger.
You have to know how the world works,
how people think...
how to be psychological.
unless you learn the basics out of school.
You got that? Hmm?
Come on. What's it going to be?
Cataleya? You choose.
Come on.
Now. Choose.
What you want? Choose.
Better.
Hey, buddy.
I got the good stuff.
- So, might I suggest...
- Yeah?
Let's buy some things.
You know,
spice it up a bit,
like we talked about.
Some of those stockings...
- that come up to the thigh.
- Right, nice.
It's been fourteen years,
you know what I mean?
No matter how much you like steak...
sometimes a lamb chop
isn't a bad thing, right?
Exactly.
Son of a b*tch!
- Put your hands on the car!
- Hands on the vehicle, right now!
Oooh, back...
- Stupid, crazy b*tch.
- I'm really sorry.
This is not...
it's not even my car.
- You think this is funny?
- No, sir!
I'm gonna give you something to laugh about.
I'm sorry, officer.
I'm sorry, I don't drink...
There's nothing here.
No license, no registration, No ID...
except for a library card.
Miss Valerie Philips.
In addition to all that,
D.U.I. driving on the wrong side
of the road and...
the destruction of police property.
Miss Philips!
Do I have your full attention?
Yeah...
That's it?
Unless there's anything else
you can think of?
- I have to throw up.
- Oh, no, no, no. Get her out of here.
And a cup of coffee too.
We can book her tomorrow.
Let her sleep it off,
for Christ's sake...
Alright, big step. Down you come.
Alright, stretch those legs. Come on, move!
McGee just checked downstairs.
She's from Rome, okay?
And she says to the other...
Excuse me. U.S. Marshall Warren.
We're here with Gennaro Rizzo
on an overnight.
Wait, wait, wait...
hold on a second.
You know, it says here that
you're not expected until tomorrow.
Yeah, well, never expect
the expected, sergeant.
Is that coffee there?
Is that fresh?
- Yes, it is.
- Do you mind?
My treat.
- Appreciate it.
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