El cartel Page #3

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What am I going

to tell my mom?

Get some sleep,

tomorrow we go home.

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(yelling in Spanish)

What's going on?

What's wrong?

What'd I do?

Tell me...

was she worth it?

Was who worth it?

My wife, was she worth it?

What?!

Oh, God, I swear!

We didn't!

I didn't do anything.

Nothing happened.

No?

No, no!

I certainly understand

the temptation.

Your body, it screams to you.

You convince yourself

that such an opportunity

may never again

present itself.

So you go ahead, you do it!

She came onto me,

but I didn't take the bait.

Write this down.

No great man...

ever complained...

of want of opportunity.

It is much like those squid --

it simply grabs for what it

wants, motivated by appetite,

never knowing when the next

opportunity will come.

It has no vision,

no comprehension...

of what is the long term.

Are you following me here?

You know what someone should

tell those poor little squid?

(shovels scraping dirt)

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(groaning)

(gunshot)

(laughter)

Oh, God.

(clicking)

(clicking)

(gunshot)

(groaning)

We'll just have to

see how far it gets us.

How far?

I don't know,

ten, 15 miles maybe.

Sure we're going

the right way?

The border is north,

that's north.

Maybe we should find

a town, get a phone.

Okay, you're driving.

Which way?

Come on.

What?

Get on.

Hola.

Hola.

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Hey!

Do not look so

surprised, Jules.

Distribution is my business.

Please, don't do this.

Do what?

Kill us.

You're right...

Pancho will drive

you to the airport.

After all, you did

not steal from me.

By now, you should know what I

do to those who steal from me.

(pleading in Spanish)

(gunshot)

I will miss his flan.

Will you still

write your article?

When you are ready,

contact my secretary.

I wish to review your work

prior to its publication.

Sure.

Jules...

I am a ruthless,

murdering son of a b*tch.

It is what I am.

But you?

You are a choir boy,

not some cowardly bastard

who cheats on his wife.

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Good or evil,

we are what we are.

But what makes us different,

you and me,

is that I stand

by my principles.

You? You abandoned yours.

Now look.

You had a vision, a plan,

you took a risk, and you failed.

But now, you must ask yourself,

despite the failure,

was it worth it?

Huh?

Was it worth it?

You're right, maybe

I shouldn't have come...

but at some point,

you can't just sit there.

So you... you go for it.

Please.

I'm sorry.

It was a...

it was a mistake.

I love my wife.

Please.

I want to go home!

(gunshot)

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(answering machine beeping)

Hey, just calling to let you

know, we made it across.

So I don't want

you to worry, okay?

I'll give you a call once

we reach Las Pesadillas.

I love you, see you soon.

(answering machine beeping)

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