Compadres
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- 2016
- 101 min
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Mmm.
Ooh.
Hey. Hmm?
Hey, pleased to meet you, lieutenant.
Nice to meet you.
My men at Quantico
speak highly of you.
And the FBI is grateful
for your help, really truly.
Get out!
See the one here on the left?
That's Krishna.
He's a hacker specializing
in money laundering.
He has an associate
known as "the accountant",
but we don't have much on him.
Do you recognize
any of these men
who's ever worked with
or been connected to Santos?
No.
Are you certain?
Yes.
I'm sorry, I cannot help you.
Passport, please.
Ah!
We gotta move fast.
Santos knows we stole the money,
we have to transfer it now.
We... we... we don't wanna
mess with the Mexican mafia.
These people
will cut your head off!
Wait, look.
I'm not gonna work
for a f***ing Mexican
the rest of my life.
I got a... I got a nagging feeling
that we're f***ing this up.
Don't be a p*ssy!
Do you have the token?
Yeah.
Nice. Let's do it.
Who's there?
Who's there?
Hey, buddy. There's a bad guy
outside looking for you.
Mike, I'm busy, man, I...
I am the bad guy.
Oh, sh*t...
And let me introduce you
my evil partner, porky.
Come on, guys, I'm... please...
No, no, no, no, no!
Please! Please, don't!
Your boss Santos
stole $10 million
from my boss, Gaspar.
Yes.
And we want them back.
The accountant took the money,
I don't have it.
You both stole it.
And the accountant
isn't here, isn't it?
Mmm-mmm. No.
So...
I can cut your ears off.
No, no, no, please,
please, don't!
Please, don't!
Stop. Please, no. Please, no.
Please, don't. Please, don't.
Coin.
Coin.
Anything, Guero?
Coins?
Any coins? Any coins?
In the drawer, over there.
Okay, you gotta choose.
Me or him?
No! No, no, no! Please!
Please, don't!
No!
Yes?
Is your father at home?
My father?
Nice house.
Come on in. Dinner?
What you say to me, kid?
I'm not a kid. Is there
anything I can do to help you?
Hello, this is the
Montecito retirement home.
We've not received payment
for three consecutive months.
I'm afraid we'll have to
evict Mr. Patelski.
Pay now.
I'm not a kid.
Is there anything
I can do to help you?
Yeah.
Your father is an accountant,
and I need a good one.
Accountant?
You don't speak English,
or what? Accountant!
A-k-u... no.
A-q...
U...
Listen!
My father isn't home,
so if you come by tomorrow.
You must be the gardener!
I'm so sorry! I can go get the credit card!
It's... it's...
You're not the gardener?
I don't like kids.
Specially fat white kids
like you.
I'm gonna go call the police.
I hope you have your visa.
Not like you're illegal, but...
Where is your father?
I... I...
Listen!
The bathroom is right over there
and I can go upstairs and get you
his card so you can call him.
Great.
Yeah?
Okay.
Yeah.
Right there!
Don't be afraid,
Mr. accountant.
Just give us our money back.
No.
And I'm not a kid.
Those guys are crazy.
You don't wanna mess with them.
You think this is a game?
I hope your dad doesn't get mad.
How old are you? 14?
I'm 17.
And don't hit me again!
I didn't hit you.
I only grabbed your ear,
like this.
What are you? A nun?
I'm a cop.
And I can help your father
to get out of this alive.
I'm not sure where he is, but
listen, tiny Mexican man,
if I tell him you hit me he's
gonna f***ing destroy you.
If you don't tell me
where he is right now,
I'm gonna take you back
to porky and Guasa,
and they will rip your balls
off and feed them to you.
I need a Pepto.
Be with you in a minute.
Yes.
in the store before.
He's not Polish, he's Irish.
I bet you one dollar
he's Polish.
Make it 10.
So what can I do you for?
Yeah. Listen...
That Mexican guy over there
was telling me
how all you Irish guys,
you know, have a...
A tiny dick.
Personally, I love you,
Irish people, but...
Irish, right?
Aye!
Hey, kid.
Irish.
Listen, you f***ing Mexican!
How do you reckon
I shove both me fists
up your ass?
Come on, mate!
Take a fist!
Hey...
Don't f*** with Ireland!
Come on, lad!
You want more? Huh?
Come on. Come on.
So how much is
for the kid's cookies?
And this?
$17.75.
Keep the change.
Well, thank you.
But I think I'm gonna borrow this.
No!
Not me gun!
It was a gift from the old man.
What kind of father gives
his son a .44 Magnum?
Look, grandpa, I got you
the cookies you like.
Danke, Alex.
I don't understand
what you're saying, grandpa.
It's your grandson, Vic.
Alex is dead.
We are going fishing on Sunday.
Like I promised.
Still having debts
with Asilo Montecito?
That hobbit almost
killed me, Cabron.
That's too bad, I would've loved
for you to leave me alone.
The only reason I'm not
kicking your ass right now
is because I respect
your grandpa, here.
I'm so sick of you!
You come to my house,
you bring some Whackos
with a flamethrower.
I didn't bring them, okay?
This is your dad's fault.
If he wasn't Santo's accountant,
none of this
would have happened.
My father's dead.
I'm the accountant.
It's my hacker name.
You have a problem with that,
f***ing speedy Gonzalez?
Okay, okay, stop fighting.
Talk it out, Vic.
Grandpa, you just said my name.
Show some respect
to Mr. Gonzalez.
He's an immigrant
like you and me, Alex.
Don't forget.
Bye, grandpa.
Thanks for coming
to see me, Vic.
It doesn't matter.
Where is your mom?
They both died.
They were spies.
Ambushed by
the friggin' Taliban.
Wait.
How did you meet Santos?
What you're talking about?
I don't know him.
All I did was deactivate
some security aids
so Krishna could
move around the money.
So, you helped him
steal Santos' money?
Krishna stole that money?
Yeah.
Well, that's why there's
psychopaths after me.
No, Gaspar sent those
guys to your house.
Who's Gaspar?
He's the boss.
And Santos stole
the money from Gaspar.
And they think
you have the money.
No, no, no, no,
I don't have the money.
I know. You cannot even
pay the nursing home.
Or buy decent clothes.
That's 'cause Krishna
owes me 15 grand.
What?
Just listen, okay?
Do me a favor.
Don't run away from me again.
Let's go.
Let's make a deal.
I'll take you to Krishna,
you can give me my 20 grand.
20 grand?
I thought you'd said 15.
Did I say 15?
Yes.
I meant 20.
Deal?
Deal.
This is Krishna?
Get to work.
So you don't have
any distraction.
I need Krishna's fingerprints,
otherwise I'm stuck.
Do you have a box cutter?
His whole hand.
I think this will help.
Which hand?
Right hand.
Which one?
The right
right. Okay.
Help me out!
Uh...
What?
Uh...
What?
The... the finger.
Okay, go and get it.
Okay.
God!
Put it together.
Okay.
Okay, I'm in.
Yeah?
I'll handle it.
Who is it?
Nicole.
Okay.
Mmm-hmm?
Yes?
And David?
Oh! He's busy right now.
Yeah.
You should've come earlier.
Hmm.
He's waiting for me.
He's gonna take me dancing.
Ah. Dancing.
I don't know if he's
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