Kidnap Capital Page #4

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Do you know why you told me

about the reporter?

It's because you're a "gimme",

that's what you were born to be.

You don't wanna call home,

but you don't have to worry,

because everyone there

expects you to! Right?

Call your mama, and tell her

that I'm about to kill you.

You're still here.

No more waiting, chapin.

You said I was gonna be okay.

I told you, I can't call.

I don't give a f***

what you said!

I don't give a f***

what you think!

So call.

I can't leave her here.

You're gonna have

to choose, papa.

Her.

Or you and her.

And me, and...

I'm sorry.

- Hello?

- Hello!

We didn't get to choose

any of it, did we?

We didn't get to choose

we didn't get to choose

if we were able

to kill in cold blood

we didn't get to choose...

If we were born in a place that

sold all-you-can-eat buffets,

or if we were born in a place...

Where we couldn't afford

frijoles.

What we didn't choose,

that's what shaped us...

Made us who we are.

Being locked up in this room

is the smallest thing

this world ever did to us.

If we have anything left inside,

anything,

from when we left

and we walked thousands of miles

into the unknown...

For our families...

Then there are no walls,

and there's no doors,

just like there was no borders,

or no laws, to keep us in.

Pedro!

- -Cabron!

F***!

Pedro!

What if it's not him?

Then we're all dead.

- What the f*** are you doing?

- -It's f***ing Pedro!

Jesus!

Get up off the fl...

On your knees!

On your f***ing knees!

Everyone!

Down!

F*** it! Get the hoods.

Get the hoods, get the ties!

Kay!

Kay!

F*** it!

Sit the f*** down!

T!

Town?

Kay?

Go.

Manolo, let's go.

Manolo!

Don't f***ing move!

You f***er!

Brother! Let's go!

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