Illegal Tender Page #6

So if you're going

to judge your father

for wanting to provide us

with a better life,

then, Son, you're gonna

have to do that

with everyone

else that you know

who's made it.

Because if you dig deep

enough into people's lives,

you're gonna find stains.

Stains in all our histories.

All right, let's go.

No, I'm sorry, Mom, okay?

Before we leave...

The money.

It still exists, right?

The money is still

in our possession

and worth a lot more

than two million,

only now, thanks to Mom,

it's legitimate tender,

just like everyone else's.

So, where do we go?

This has to end.

Why are you doing

this to us?

This is not about us.

Like you said,

if your mother has

all the money she's

ever going to need,

then why are you doing this?

Because I know now

that it doesn't

matter where we go.

They're going to keep coming.

They're not going to stop.

Do you know what

you sound like?

I'm not a gangster, Ana!

That's right, you're

not a gangster, Wilson.

It has to end!

It has to end!

This is too much.

This is not why

I got into this.

Well, then why did

you get into this? Why?

Originally because I thought

you were smarter than me.

So, where do we go now?

Now, you kiss me

and you tell me

that everything is

going to be all right.

Babe, look. Look at me.

I swear to God,

everything is

going to be fine.

Okay?

Okay.

What do you want me to do?

Come here.

Be careful.

Be careful.

SOLOMON:
Wow.

This your girlfriend?

This is my mother.

Mom, this is Solomon.

(BOTH SPEAKING SPANISH)

You're a baby!

Where are we going?

El San Juan Hotel.

SOLOMON:
This time you got

a little more money?

You could say that.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

That's going to be

great for my girlfriend.

I'm going to

come back for that.

Thanks very much.

I appreciate it.

Well, let's see.

That's very nice.

Yeah, it's simple but classy.

Well, that's you, Son.

I know.

All right. So let's go.

All right.

Kids' toys get more

expensive each day.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

What's wrong?

Let's bury this,

shall we?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

It's Ana.

Talk to her.

Hello?

ANA. Wilson? Are you there?

I'm here. I'm here.

Ana...

(SOBBING) I'm here.

You've got to

be strong, babe.

And if I never

see you again?

That's not going to happen.

How do you know?

I just know.

Look, I'm going to go now.

I'll be back before

you know it, okay?

Okay.

We can go home right now.

No, we can't.

You know something?

You look just

like your father.

You do.

I may sound like

him and look like him,

Mom, but I'm not him.

I'm you.

Everything that I am is you.

I love you, Mom,

and there's no going back.

Okay, Son.

Come on, baby.

(REGGAE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

She's beautiful,

isn't she?

Her name is Mora.

Isn't she beautiful?

Yes, she is.

Is she your daughter?

No, that's not my daughter.

That's my sister.

She's the only family

I ever had.

She was 15 when I had

that painting made,

two years before she died.

No disrespect.

I'm sorry about

your sister and all,

but I'm here to

talk about my mother.

We're having

the same conversation.

What do you mean?

She died in 1985.

She used to live

in New York.

She wanted to go to

New York University.

At 15,

she was the smartest girl

on this island.

JAVIER. I didn't have

anyone in New York

I could trust her with

except for someone I trusted

with my money.

Your father.

Compay Wilson.

I didn't suspect a thing.

Your father was

making me so much money.

She calls me.

She tells me

about the affair,

tells me about how much

she loved your father,

but most of all,

how much your father

loved your mother.

Your father was my age.

My sister was 17.

That's illegal

in your country.

By the time I got to New York

to bring her back,

she was dead.

She killed herself

and the baby

she was carrying

for one month.

I thought killing your father

would have done it for me.

I couldn't understand

why I felt so dissatisfied.

But then it came to me.

He killed the one person

I love more than

anything in the world.

But I suppose things change.

If he were alive today,

you would be the one

person that he would

love more than

anything in the world.

Javier!

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Come on.

What's that?

WILSON:
Sh*t! Mom...

Okay. It's okay.

Come on,

give it some gas,

right now!

All right, go a little faster,

buddy, come on.

Put your head down.

What are you going to do?

Put your head down, Wilson.

Just stay close,

Wilson, okay?

He works for Cordero, Mom.

I used to.

You took care

of that for me.

No,

he didn't take care of it.

Don't give him

the gun, Mom.

Don't give him the gun.

But this one?

This one for me

because this one's the one

that got me my empire.

Well, it's my time now.

Let's go, Wilson.

Why'd you have to

give him the gun?

Because sometimes you play

the only chips you've got.

(HORN HONKS)

Not a good idea to be

walking these streets

at this hour.

You're right.

Okay, let's get in.

Hop right in.

How you doing, Solomon?

SOLOMON:

Going up with each morning

and with the sun

following me like madness.

This is all they had.

Sorry.

I'm starving.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

When you spoke with Cordero,

did you ask him why?

Yeah.

What did he say?

It's about the money, Mom.

Just like you said.

Money.

The money?

Yeah.

What do you know?

It's all about the money

with those kinds of people.

Yeah, you're right.

You tired?

Yeah.

Okay.

Let's go home, Son.

Okay.

Okay.

Dude!

Where's my baby?

Come here.

Come here.

I missed you so much.

God, you need a haircut.

Look who's here.

Look who's there.

Will!

Come here.

I missed you!

I missed you.

It's all good.

Give me some.

You the man.

That's right.

I could tell.

Can I cut in?

MILLIE:
Come here.

Hey.

Hey.

Thank you for

taking care of him.

He took care of me.

Come on.

Like a werewolf.

Big.

What are you telling her?

What are you telling her?

I'm telling her

that your father has

very big eyebrows.

Cute.

Like a werewolf.

You're kidding me?

Is that real?

I still look forward

to meeting your family.

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