Misfire Page #3
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You two ever have kids?
No, but not for lack of trying.
I need some sleep.
Let's get out of here.
I'll uh...
I'll take the back seat.
Okay.
This is how you lay low?
You shoot up a damn motel?
Let me in.
So how'd you find us?
We've had a tracer
on your car for days.
Would you mind not blowing off our
surveillance? Those guys aren't cheap.
That was you?
Who's the guy in
the black shirt, Dale?
He's an enforcer, works for Raul.
He's trying to get to
Sarah through you.
He came to my house,
and he killed Hector.
Yeah, you should probably move.
Look, you've done your country
a great service, both of you.
Are you f***ing serious?
I used that line,
I taught it to you, you muppet!
Look, we got it from here, okay?
I'll let you know.
I know you talked to the boy.
You what?
Bugged my car too?
For crying out loud Dale,
we're on the same side.
Wait, you've been listening?
Just to the good stuff.
Look, just go back
to laying low, man.
- I'll take care of the rest.
- Get the f*** out of my car, Dale.
So what do you know about Cesar?
What do you mean?
Did you and Sarah figure
out where he lives?
In plain sight.
He had expensive tastes...
and I think he knows his papi's
not gonna kill his only son.
He stays at The Grand.
Why, what are you thinking?
Well, if I was Cesar and I knew enough
to move Sarah in the first place,
then I think I'd be smart enough to
figure out the boy was the leak.
then somebody else can too.
Think we got fed false information?
I think the kid thought
it was true enough.
Yeah, but then how do we get to Cesar?
I mean, he has tons of guards around him.
No way.
Fine.
Big smile, Cesar.
You have no idea who my dad is.
He's going to find you,
and he's going to kill you.
Oh, I think he's going to be a
little bit more agreeable than that.
And all that money you can't
Disgusting.
Mr. Montenegro.
- What?
- This just came in.
Leave.
Now that didn't take long.
What do you want?
I think you know what I want.
The journalist, I want her back.
I don't have her, Cesar does.
Well, I'll give you three options.
You can find out, I can beat
it out of Cesar for you,
or the next call that I make will be
to tell you where to pick up his body.
How am I supposed to
function as a businessman
they can steal from me?
She didn't steal anything,
your own people did.
Anyway, a few million dollars is
the least of your worries right now.
Because you, my friend,
are about to become childless.
Dad, dad, get me out of here!
These people are f***ing crazy! Please!
Please, get me out of this.
These f***ers are crazy. Please!
What do you propose?
We switch, Sarah for Cesar.
And then we both go
our own separate ways.
Where and when?
Atta boy, Cesar.
Get ready.
Stay there. Let's go.
Hold up!
Come on, then.
You're a dead man. This is my town.
You're dead, motherf***er.
Shut up!
Sit down!
You're free.
Let's go, let's go.
Come on!
Cesar!
Let her go.
You're all alone.
It's over.
It's over, let her go.
It's not f***ing over
'til I say it's over!
There he is.
What's up, Rambo?
Una cerveza, por favor.
Fantastic. Good work, man.
Gracias.
Hopefully the police get what they
need from Sarah's notes to indict Raul.
So it's all good?
Yeah, it's great.
Oh, and...
Welcome back buddy.
Ready to go catch some bad guys?
Wanna take a little time off first?
No, I'm all good.
You lost your brother, man.
for taking a little time off, Cole.
Get your head straight.
I'd rather go right back to work.
Good.
This is a little light, man.
I count twenty-four bonds,
that's two short.
- Where's the other million dollars?
- I don't know, amigo.
Where's the other
million dollars, Cole?
Gotta chill out Dale,
drink your beer.
Life's good.
So maybe when this all blows
over and you're back this way,
maybe I can give you a call.
I'd like that.
How long do you think it'll be?
It's gonna be a while, so just follow
the news and you'll know when.
Okay.
You take care of yourself.
Later, man.
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