Maria Full of Grace Page #4

to stay with you and...

I don't have a place to stay.

You, too?

I don't understand.

Everyone knows someone here.

Yes, yes. I'll get the receipt.

I'll come up with something. Don't worry.

Tell them to fix this, and not to charge you...

since they did it wrong the first time.

- How are you?

- Fine.

How's the little one?

Fine, thank you, Don Fernando.

It seems my sister in Colombia sent me

a little surprise.

Maria and Blanca.

Hi.

When did they arrive?

They just got here,

but they don't know anyone.

Maybe you know of an apartment...

a job or something.

Don't you worry. I'll make a couple calls

and we'll...

Yes, sure...

He'll help you. I've got to go to work.

You know how to get back.

Three blocks down and around the corner.

I'll be back tonight to let you in.

Thanks.

I'm leaving them here. Bye.

There's a place that usually needs

women to sew.

They don't check papers...

and they pay minimum wage.

Thanks for your help,

but we don't need work.

What are you doing? We can't go back there.

I don't care what you do.

I'm sick of following you around.

Like I asked you to? I told you not to come.

You're the one that wanted to take off

before we got paid.

Those guys are dangerous.

Quiet.

What's that you've got there?

Nothing.

I recognize what those are.

I've seen that before.

Tell me.

Does Carla know about this?

Are you all right, physically?

Our friend who was with us got sick.

I think one of the pellets broke inside her.

I don't know if they killed her or if she died.

I don't know what to do.

Where was this?

Don Fernando,

please help us find our friend.

I'll make some calls to the police

in New Jersey.

They might know something.

You can't call the police.

Don't worry. I know what I'm doing.

You have to return those drugs.

Before they hurt your families in Colombia.

Do you understand?

Blanca.

I lost the emergency number.

Do you have it?

I can't believe what you told him

about Lucy.

He's calling the cops now.

Don't f***ing start with me.

You were the one pulling out the pellets

and running your mouth.

You want to sew shirts?

- I'm handling this.

- Stupidly.

Then why are you following me around?

Every time I turn around, there you are.

I thought you knew what you were doing,

but obviously not.

I'm not responsible for you.

I'm not your f***ing mother.

I wouldn't want you anyway. I feel sorry for

your baby having such a stupid mother.

How f***ing stupid...

swallowing drugs when you're pregnant.

F*** you.

- Do you have an appointment?

- No.

I can give you one for next week.

No, it has to be today.

If you don't mind waiting,

I might get you in...

but I can't promise.

Thanks.

Fill this out.

You have to be very careful

while you're pregnant.

You can't smoke.

You can't drink alcohol.

No beer, no wine.

Especially not drugs.

Everything you put in your body

goes straight to the baby.

If you smoke,

it's like giving a cigarette to your baby.

Okay?

Let's see.

At this stage of the pregnancy

we can see the entire fetus.

That's the head.

See?

That's my baby?

The arms.

These are the legs.

The blood is flowing well.

I'll take some measurements.

But everything's okay, right?

Yes, everything is okay.

Do you want to listen...

to the heart?

Friday, the eleventh of next month.

That's fine.

They found the body of a woman yesterday.

The stomach had been cut open...

and they think it was a mule.

They sent this information...

with a picture of her face.

I'm sorry.

Please...

I need to know your friend's name.

And an address in Colombia.

What's her name?

Lucy Diaz.

Carla's sister?

Yes. But Carla doesn't know.

She was coming to visit.

She has to know.

It's her sister.

I'm sure the baby will sleep with us

in the beginning but...

the crib was on sale.

What did Don Fernando tell you?

He told me that...

Carla.

I don't really need a job.

I'm going back to Colombia.

Darling, you're not going back.

I know how you feel.

I felt the same way when I came here.

I remember on my grandma's birthday,

I called home...

and I could hear my whole family...

laughing and screaming.

My little sister asking, "How is it over there?

Is it wonderful?"

"How's your job?"

Telling me how much she wanted to come

and stay with me.

I just wanted to tell them

how much I missed them.

But it gets better, trust me.

I remember when I got my first paycheck.

I'll never forget going to that office

to send money home for the first time.

You can't imagine how it feels.

Your heart feels so big...

like it won't fit in your chest.

The real reason I stay here is for my baby.

He'll have so many more opportunities.

I can't imagine bringing up my child

in Colombia.

Not with the situation being what it is.

It pains me to say it, but it's true.

- I'll get it.

- That must be your friend.

They found Lucy's body.

I saw it in a picture.

It'll cost $2,500 to send her body back home.

Pablo.

Are you done?

Yes, love.

Hello.

It's for you, Carla.

How are you, Don Fernando?

I'm fine, thank you. Why do you ask?

Arrangements?

Arrangements for what?

No.

She didn't say anything.

Lucy?

What do you mean?

Are you sure?

Found here?

I don't understand. What do you mean?

- They came as what?

- Carla, please, let me explain.

I tried to tell you,

but I couldn't get the words out.

What are you saying?

Lucy got sick.

I tried to help her. I swear.

But I didn't know what...

When were you going to tell me?

I talked to Don Fernando.

I arranged everything

to send Lucy back to Colombia.

Arranged?

Carla, please.

Arranged what?

You're not arranging anything.

- You keep your hands off my sister.

- What's going on?

You've done enough!

No, you don't understand.

What have you done?

F***ing little b*tches.

Carla, listen to me. Please.

You were never her friend. Never!

- Don't say that. I tried to help her.

- Get out now!

I tried to help her. I swear.

Get out!

- Maria, let's go.

- Just go, please.

- Get them out already!

- Forgive me.

Get out!

Please leave.

Get out! Get out!

What do you want to do?

It's ringing.

Hello.

This is Maria Alvarez.

Yes, she's with me.

Where the f*** did you think you

were going with the stash?

- B*tches!

- But, we...

But nothing! Where are the f***ing pellets?

Come on!

Let her go.

- What about yours?

- In my purse.

She should have 50

and the other one 62.

They're all here.

All right, it's all good.

What about our money?

You think we owe you? After you went

running from the hotel?

But we called you.

You got lucky.

I was about to tell Javier

that you ran off with the goods.

But you have all the pellets.

That's right. We have them.

We couldn't give a f*** about you.

We still need that money.

Really?

I see. You need the money?

You really need the money?

Know what?

Give it to them.

Take it.

Come on.

Here.

Make sure it's all there.

When you get back to Colombia,

be sure to tell Javier how nice I was.

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