Curandero Page #3
Here.
Reach into my pocket.
Go on, it won't bite.
I'm the best because
I've got something you don't.
Do you like it?
What are you involved in?
What? What? I can't hear you!
Come on, Carlitos.
I have a proposition for you.
Why don't we work as a team?
- Are you kidding?
Me and you.
I'm not interested.
You'll change your mind.
And when you do,
you know where to find me.
Call me!
- Who was that guy?
- Alex Muoz.
- Does he know anything?
- Not as much as he thinks.
Let's wait till he leaves.
Courtesy of Mr. Muoz. Cheers.
So he wants to play.
Thanks.
This is Unit 25. I need you to follow
a guy named Alex Muoz.
He's in a bar located...
between Viga and San Pedro. Over.
Unit 25, over and out.
First Don Chi Chi, then Roberto,
and now Alex appears out of nowhere.
How did he find me?
There must be an informer.
That doesn't bother you?
Look, right now there's nothing
we can do about it.
But we can go and eat something.
I'm starving, aren't you?
I know a place with great steaks.
I'm a vegetarian.
This place will make you
change your religion.
Where do you get the dough
for a place like this?
I know the owner.
Check this out.
Tasty.
And you wanted to be a cop?
Your father was right.
Cops are sh*t.
But you're a cop.
What are we dealing with?
How would I know?
They drink blood.
They yank out spinal cords,
chop up bodies.
You want some dessert?
I don't understand
how you can eat that stuff.
Relax, kid. I'm on a diet.
A high protein diet.
Look, I've lost 12 pounds already.
Tell me, how did your father die?
He...
He went crazy.
How?
He had visions
and they overpowered him.
What kind of visions?
I'm not sure.
they started slowly...
but little by little,
they became more intense.
Do you have them too?
- What?
- The visions.
I didn't used to.
And now?
Magdalena.
I spoke to the chief.
He wants you and Carlos to come back
to the office immediately.
Really?
That's strange. I didn't get a call.
He asked me to tell you personally.
It's an emergency requiring
the utmost discretion.
Okay, wait for us and we'll follow you.
As usual, the chief is kicking my ass.
Let's go.
- Gmez is one of them.
- What are you talking about?
Trust me.
What are you doing? Let go of me!
Not her, you a**hole!
Get her!
One room.
Two.
Yes, Dad. I'm fine. Really.
Yes, I'm fine.
I have to go.
Give me your blessing.
Okay, bye.
My Dad says "hi. "
Mine too.
I dreamt about him last night.
No, that's why I think it's weird.
All of this is affecting me
psychologically.
Why don't you believe
in what you do, Carlos?
It's not that I don't believe.
I think what I do has benefits, but...
psychological benefits.
For example, the purification works
when the person believes.
Most of the time
the sickness is in their minds.
Like an exorcism?
An exorcism, a purification.
Call it what you want.
It all starts and ends here.
Really?
Then why don't you do one for me?
What?
I want you to purify me.
Right now?
Look, with all the sh*t surrounding me
these last few weeks...
I'm an ass for not asking you sooner.
You know, I'm easy prey.
Okay. I'll be right back.
Where are you going?
For a new egg.
This one's seen too much.
Gentlemen...
We have a problem.
That f***ing curandero
has grabbed the policewoman.
You know why?
Because there's a traitor among us.
What's wrong, Gmez?
Don't you like the power
I'm giving you?
Does it make you nauseous?
They only sell them by the carton.
I'm scared, Carlos.
Close your eyes.
I'm afraid of Castaeda...
his followers...
everything that's happening to us.
More than anything,
I'm afraid of myself...
of what I am.
What do you mean?
My family was very poor.
We lived in the country.
One day, my mother
was found dead.
She had just given birth...
to me...
her only daughter.
When they found us,
she was surrounded by goats.
Why?
My body was covered in goat's milk.
Some people thought I was a saint...
others thought I was the devil's daughter.
That's how the gossip got started.
The witch doctors sought me out...
at all hours.
They wore me out!
Is that why you came
to my father's house?
He freed me from the devil that
overpowered my soul during the rituals.
He saved my life.
I think he cast a spell to protect me.
But that spell's been broken.
I can feel it.
I think Castaeda knows who I am.
That's why they're chasing us.
My father saved you many years ago.
Now it's my turn.
Besides, they don't know we're here.
We're safe, for now.
Hey, what are you doing?
I was rubbing it over your heart.
So...
rub it over my heart.
Is that all?
Yes, I'm done.
Let's crack it open
and read the verdict.
May I?
It's hot.
Yes, it shouldn't be.
What kind of a trick was that?
Get out!
Go!
Magdalena! Let me in!
Magdalena!
Get some rags!
GOA:
STRONG:
CURSE:
TO CAST ANOTHER:
SPELL:
I dreamt you were sad
and desperate, Carlos.
When people betray their ideals,
they free their demons.
It's time, so come quickly.
You'll see a rooster.
It'll point the way.
You didn't think I was alive, did you?
Why didn't you tell anyone
you were alive?
Especially me.
You could've helped so many people.
No, not in the condition I was in, son.
The visions were overwhelming.
I couldn't walk down the street...
without seeing
all the evil around me.
But we'll talk later.
First a toast to our reunion.
Cheers, son.
Cheers.
When did the visions begin?
The terrified faces...
black eyes, rotting teeth...
the image of your own death?
A few days ago.
You were born a curandero, Carlos.
You were born with the ability
to see people's souls.
And with that gift,
you see not only the good...
but also the evil.
But how do I combat them?
You have to use them
to make you strong.
It's the only way.
Hurry, son!
We have to save that girl!
How do you know?
I saw her floating in your dreams.
Didn't I?
Years ago, I told her
I was sure I'd see her again.
It's time to keep that promise.
Turn around and look at this.
Do you know who I am?
No.
Then I'm a stranger.
Are you supposed to talk to strangers?
No, but you're an old man.
You can't hurt us.
I see.
But when you go visit that guy...
instead of going to school...
do you ask yourselves
if he might hurt you?
He showed you
his hunting knife, didn't he?
to see again...
is that knife.
I advise you never to go back there.
Let's go. He's crazy. Run!
You see? You have to
interpret the signs.
Were you looking for me?
Where'd you learn
that cheap trick, Carlitos?
Here's another one.
my way, Carlitos.
What have you done
with Magdalena? Tell me.
Let go, a**hole!
You're a dead man.
You're a f***ing dead man.
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