Curandero
And then what happened?
We saw them walking
by the side of the road.
Who'd you see? The victims?
We told them we were cops,
but they ran away.
After we caught them,
we cut off their hands and feet.
Then we hanged them
with their own guts.
After that, you drank their blood?
First we carved the symbols
on their skin.
How much was left
after you ate them?
Not much.
We burned what was left.
We have reports of 86 people missing
in the last six weeks.
We've found 14 of them.
Where are the other bodies?
They're buried.
You're going to tell me everything
you know about Castaeda.
I want the names
of all his accomplices...
...every last detail.
Then you'll take us
That's where the other bodies are, right?
Some of them.
Most of them.
We've been reporting
the arrest of the leader...
of the satanic drug-trafficking cult...
who's been terrorizing our city
these last few months.
The chief of police has arrived...
to supervise this operation personally.
What can you tell us
about Castaeda's arrest?
Everything's under control.
Castaeda's in custody.
And our curandero Marcelino
has purified the site.
And here's Castaeda, the leader...
The most wanted criminal
in recent times.
What's up, Carlos?
Hi, Oscar.
Want some gum, Don Carlos?
Bad news, right?
Depends on your line of work, Carlos.
Alex.
Here's a man who's earned
his reputation.
Unlike others.
I know I shouldn't be telling you this.
So why are you telling me?
Mrs. Garza is afraid to leave her house.
I don't know what you told her,
but you scared her...
more than you helped her.
Who's the best curandero in town?
I don't know.
Cut the crap!
Who do people call
for spiritual healing?
You, Alex.
Exactly.
I don't understand why this guy...
dislikes how I treat my patients.
Jealousy.
Pure f***ing jealousy.
Carlitos, please don't mess
with my clients.
It's always the same.
He takes my newspapers
and never pays.
CASTAEDA ESCAPES
Just be glad you don't
have to deal with death.
I don't plan to.
Good for you.
That's why I don't mind
you reading my papers.
Because you honor your father.
You're a good man.
More important than that, Oscar, I pay.
Hey, can I get a spell from you?
What kind?
I asked Mrs. Marjila
out to dinner tonight...
and I want it to go well.
Eat this right before you pick her up.
What is it?
Fresh mint.
Yes, Dad, I'm fine.
I've got to go.
Will you give me your blessing?
Okay, bye.
Good morning.
I'm looking for Don Carlos Gutirrez.
That's me. How can I help you?
The Don Carlos I'm looking for
is twice your age.
I also go by the name of Don Carlos.
Come in.
Does Don Carlos still live here?
Are you a federal agent?
Could you tell from my car?
Would you show me your I.D., please?
I'm sorry. I never forget,
I don't know what I was thinking.
Here you go.
I always wanted to be a federal agent.
What's your specialty?
Ritualistic crimes and satanic worship.
Where is...
My father?
Don Carlos died a few years ago.
I'm sorry.
It's okay, he was very old.
I was hoping to find him here.
I needed his help again.
Did you know him?
I was very ill when I was little.
My father brought me to this house.
and purifications on me all day long.
He saved my life.
How strange. I don't remember you.
The last night I was here...
I dreamt that I was floating
above the bed.
And to this day, my father
swears he actually saw me rise.
Of course.
You almost touched the ceiling.
I always thought
you were just a dream.
You were in this room.
Come and see.
I remember the look in your eyes.
I was only five.
I still remember, really.
Okay. Can I please have
my badge back?
Why didn't you become
a federal agent?
Because my father
wanted me to be a curandero.
He believed it was something
you're born with.
Don't you?
You see so many things,
so many lies.
I'm sorry to have bothered you.
Maybe there's someone else in town
who can help me.
Do you know anything
about a guy named Alex?
I think he studied with your dad.
Alex Muoz.
I think I'd better go with you.
You said you knew nothing about this.
when you needed help, didn't he?
He'd be very sad if I didn't do
the same thing.
Remember, I always wanted
to be a federal agent.
What do you have to lose?
My life. And you, yours.
Give me a chance.
Okay. I'll explain on the way.
Where to?
Mexico City.
ENTRY PROHIBITED
Who's this guy?
The curandero.
I brought him to purify the station.
Lieutenant Jess Gmez,
Carlos Gutirrez.
What are you doing?
Somebody has to investigate
what happened in there.
Do you want to purify it?
Why isn't anybody here?
We thought your father
would purify this place.
Nobody wants to go in.
They think it's cursed.
You think so too?
No, I don't think so. I'm sure.
Castaeda is a powerful practitioner
of Palo Mayombe.
We thought we were protected,
but as you can see...
we were completely wrong.
What happened?
Castaeda escaped
the day after he was arrested.
Marcelino, the chief's curandero...
was found hanging upside down...
on that wall you're looking at.
Nobody saw him leave.
He also left a Nanga.
That's how Castaeda
marks his territory.
That's why our men
are afraid to return.
They fear his curse.
You don't believe
in any of this, do you?
your men back to work.
They have to understand that...
Are you all right?
Okay, then you're ready for more.
This is where we're keeping
Roberto Lpez.
He led us to Castaeda,
but after he escaped...
he wouldn't talk to us anymore.
I think he'll talk to you...
if he believes you can protect him.
Roberto Lpez?
I'm Carlos Gutirrez.
I'm a...
I'm a curandero.
I can help you.
I'll leave my name and number.
- What did he say?
- Nothing at all.
But I have some of
the information you wanted.
So he finally spoke?
No, he has no tongue.
He says they cut it out.
What?
Castaeda got into his cell somehow
and tore out his tongue.
He told you all that?
He wrote it down.
Chief, Mr. Carlos Gutirrez.
He's too young to be Gutirrez.
I'm his son.
I'm glad you're still working, chief.
You're setting a good example.
It's important that...
The chief believes
he's also been cursed.
That's why he hasn't
left his desk for two days.
Oh, sh*t.
Hurry up.
Close your eyes.
Keep them closed.
Open your eyes.
Show me.
See? It's clean.
You were never cursed.
You should stop believing that crap.
The station is clean.
So go back to work.
You call that a purification?
I said I'd help you as much as I could.
Anyway, half the curse
is in their minds.
Don't bullshit me.
Something scared you so much
you can't wait to get out of here.
That's not true.
No? Then why did you
change the egg?
All this stuff is going to your head.
Give it to me! Give it to me!
That was a good egg.
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