Colombiana Page #2

- You know, uh...

Officer Doyle is gonna show you

where the cell blocks are.

Oh, come on.

Home, sweet home.

After you, sir.

I'm going to miss you, Rizzo.

I gonna leave that just there,

just in case you get hungry in the night.

Sleep well.

This'll be a caffeine kinda night, Joe.

Keep your eyes open.

Two...

Three...

Not again.

Hey, Doyle, go check

on the ventilation system, will you?

As in today, please?

- Yeah?

- Yeah, I gotta pee...?

- Unbutton your shirt... Now.

- What?

Who are you?

Go! Come on!

We have a security threat.

Come!

Get inside.

Somebody open the f***ing door!

Look at me, Joe, look at me.

Give me the gun.

Just give it to me, OK. It's good.

- Hold on, hold on.

- I didn't do it.

I didn't do it!.

- Get him out of here.

- I didn't do it!

Call it in. Call it in!

Damn.

Check on the other side.

It's clear here.

I'm outta here.

Agent Ross.

- Where is he?

- He's in the morgue.

Let's go.

This is just how he came in.

It's the same handwriting.

Same drawing, right?

That's him.

I want to see the location, please.

Thank you.

- Oh, I shouldn't drink.

- No, you shouldn't.

Oh, God, I'm so sorry.

Yeah, you can tell that to the Judge

in ten days' time, at your hearing.

What's going on down there?

Nothing. You can sign this form,

and then you can go.

- Really?

- Yeah, really,

but I'm quite sure

the judge will send you back here.

- I'd probably deserve it.

- Oh, you're just lucky no one got hurt.

Okay, now, back up.

You're gonna have to lock it down.

Hey, it was after the fact,

I didn't think anybody would...

You gotta do it, okay?

Nobody in, nobody out, please.

You heard that man. Lock it down.

Nobody in or nobody out.

I wanna see paper, on everybody in

and outta this station in the last 24 hours.

And I want the tapes.

From all the security cameras.

All of them.

- It's all okay?

- We're good.

- When you're back?

- The day after tomorrow.

Look, I have something for you.

Give me a day.

Okay.

We can't wait to see you back.

- Give mama a kiss for me.

- I will.

Twenty-two murders in the last four years

all with the same MO.

I think I'm right,

he is sending a message...

but I'm beginning to believe

it's not meant for us.

Well, we're the only ones

with that information.

Well, we're not getting anywhere

with it, are we?

Put it out to the press.

It's time.

The word, this lipstick drawing,

I want it splashed over every newspaper,

every magazine, front page, national.

The message ain't meant for us.

Let's make sure it gets

to who it's intended for.

Mr. Richard.

- Marco.

- It's been a long time.

Yes, it has.

How is the hand?

It only hurts...

when it's humid.

Well, you should've let us relocate you

to Arizona instead of New Orleans.

Yeah, right,

but the boss likes it humid.

He's waiting for you.

What do you think?

Hm?

- Coincidence.

- Twenty-two times?

A flower that only grows

in one place on earth?

Couldn't it be the calling card of...

shoot, I forgot his name.

What's his name,

your former partner,

you know, the one who used to do

your wetwork?

- Fabio.

- Fabio.

Fabio Restrepo.

May I?

The CIA is not an amusement park.

When the agency extracted your ass

from Colombia 15 years ago...

and set you up here, we allowed you

to resume you little business,

but what we should've done

was lock you away for life.

Now, in exchange,

you should've kept the information flowing.

- And I have.

- Not much.

- I have nothing to do with this.

- Then find out who did.

She's talking to us.

Could be anyone.

You idiot. I told you,

everyone dead, down to the dog.

You screwed it up the first time.

Now, go fix it.

Each and every one of the victims

was a professional bad apple.

As for motive,

I'm narrowing it down to, uh...

payback, but, um...

not much else.

My best guess, Alexa Milshinova,

she made a career out of getting intimate

with high stake gamblers out of Vegas.

She would, uh... rip 'em off and then

send them to meet their maker.

Here.

D'Angelo James.

He tried to take over the heroin trade

from Houston

From the, uh...

Gemini Cartel.

If you do not know, all there is to know

about these twins...

you should not be in this room.

Now you see,

he tilts the camera just enough,

so he won't be seen going into the cell.

The Time:

That means that our perp

was in that station, that...

I don't have to spell it out for you,

do I?

Excuse me.

Hand these out, please.

These are the names, addresses

and phone numbers of everyone...

with a pulse who was in that station

before 1:
55 am.

Everyone.

Which means one of them was our target.

I want you to locate the ten people

in the folder you've just been handed.

I want a detailed dossier on each of them

for the last ten years of their lives.

I want you to run down every lead,

we will check every story.

'Coz our killer, ladies and gentleman,

is in those folders...

and I mean to catch him

before he kills again.

Don't move.

Hello, Jennifer.

Hello, Danny.

You haven't finished painting.

Never really finished painting,

I just stopped working on it.

I know something

you're gonna finish.

Tell me something.

Are we ever gonna go

on a normal date together?

What's a normal date?

Well, you know. Go out, have dinner,

drink wine, get drunk.

Hm...

Dessert?

- Safe?

- From my end. And you?

- Safe.

- How's Mama?

- She... is missing you.

- Well, tell her I miss her back.

I think

she would love to hear that from you.

I know.

What do we got?

Remember the guy on the news for running

a Ponzi scheme about a year ago?

Mh-hm.

Made 50 million dollars and vanished

into thin air. Clever guy.

Now he's living in the Caribbean.

- No.

- Mh...

So, he left a lot of people very upset.

Want to give him a break, permanently.

There's something else.

How long has this been going on?

- Not long.

- The newspaper says, 22.

- Why?

- You know why.

You think this is going to smoke

Don Luis out? You think he's that stupid?

It's not just about you, okay?

Cataleya?

There's me, Mama, and my family.

- Familia?

- Okay.

Tio, please.

You're clean. You book the work,

you collect the money...

The problem is,

I watch your back, that's why.

Each and every job,

I make a dollar with, if I give you a job,

I turn down five, ten, because

I made a promise to keep you safe.

I'll keep you safe. Cataleya, that is

a full-time job, no matter what you think.

But this is not a professional,

it's not what I do...

I don't care, about what's professional

and what's safe. I'm doing this my way.

- That is your way?

- Yeah.

A dead killer, is stupid.

Please, start listen...

I should never have let you do this.

You didn't let me do anything.

I chose this, remember? I chose this...

From the first moment

I walked in your door,

- I had already made my decision.

- By yourself?

Yes.

Not you, or anybody,

are gonna change that.

We love you, Cataleya.

Then watch my back

until it's done.

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