Perdita Durango Page #5
- Year:
- 1997
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Your instructions. In Las Vegas,
Reggie San Pedro is waiting for you.
I know, I know. He's my cousin.
- That doesn't concern me.
Mr. Santos'll be counting on you and I
hope you don't f***ing let him down!
Look at you, Skinny, you're frozen!
Piece of sh*t! Ass-munch!
F***ing gringo cocksuckers!
Shut up!
- Go f*** a cactus!
Estelle...
I think it's the police.
Shh... shh.
All right, we got 'em. And those
other 3 a**holes work for Santos.
We can't go in like this Dumas.
We gotta call in some back-up.
Get off me! Go back to your
f***ing crossword puzzle!
Come on!
Who's that?
- My woman.
The two in the back? Nephews?
What's this? F***ing family picnic?
Sh*t! I hate working
with goddamned morons!
F***!
- Alright, a**holes! D.E.A.!
Drop your guns! Put your hands up!
- F*** you!
Son of a b*tch!
- Dede, cover me!
Sh*t! Goddamned devil!
Just go ahead and kill me!
Skinny!
Skinny!
Now, you dumbfuck!
Sh*t!
F*** you!
Motherf***er!
- Stop the f***ing truck!
Stop the f***ing truck!
Your luck has run out, a**hole!
Charly, take care of this baby.
Yeah. Thank you very much!
Wait a minute! Wait a minute!
Get off me!
No, sir, please don't move. Lay down.
Lay down, sir!
Yeah,
the bambinos. Great, great! Yes.
What do we do now?
- They're all dead. Marcello, Peralta,
Armendariz and f***ing Skinny!
- They were all good men.
They didn't deserve to die that way.
- Who would have thought that Dolorosa
was going to mess everything up?
- He came highly recommended.
Seems like D.E.A. Was following
him for a while.
We must act quick to protect the
merchandise. I have to find that man,
what's his name?
- Woody Dumas from Dallas. I know him.
He's hurting us so bad.
- Everyone wants to get rid of him.
Even his bosses in Dallas.
- Who can we get?
It would be wiser to send an outside
representative to handle the job.
Why not send The Fist?
- Yes, Provino Momo The Fist.
I know him well. I'll give him
And tomorrow, we have one less worry.
- Man, my blessing goes with The Fist,
and may God be with him.
Girls! Hey!
- What do we do with Romeo Dolorosa?
He's as dangerous as Dumas.
Stop that thief! Call the police!
Hi, pendejos. I hope you like it.
The idea of driving 1.000 Miles
with Estrellita makes me ill.
What if I take Duane?
- He can take the car away from you.
No. He'll come with me in the truck.
- What if I tie him up?
Bad idea. If anyone sees him,
we'll be f***ed.
So you'll do better with Estrellita.
You shouldn't smoke so much.
I only tried it twice, you know,
once, in summer before starting Junior
High, I had one of my father's Larks.
I only smoked half and I couldn't do
anymore because I started coughing.
The second one was at a party
at my sorority, you know,
one of the student clubs that they
have. Mine was Kappa Gama Epsilon.
This time it was a lot better,
it was sweeter.
Look, I know, I know,
I'm just talking, and you hat me.
You do hate me, right?
I'm sorry. I'm so nervous,
I don't know what to do.
I can't help it. Please,
are you ever going to talk to me?
Listen, you little c*nt. If you don't
stop breathing down my f***ing neck
you won't make it
to he next gas station.
Ok?
My Dad used to sing this song to me
when I was a little boy.
Are your parents dead?
- They're on vacation in Europe.
They won a trip on one of those
TV shows for couples.
Was it one of those shows where Mom
tells millions of people
how she does it with Dad?
- They did 8 shows!
I mean, it was the worst 2 months
of my entire life!
Well, and now this.
It's not so bad. You're still alive.
Why are memories always so sad?
- Not always. Come on, I remember once,
when I was a kid someone brought
movies to Petit Caribe.
They showed them in my uncle's barn.
There I saw Burt Lancaster for the
first time in the movie 'Veracruz'.
Saint Burt Lancaster, man!
He had about 108 giant gleaming teeth.
Such a man I wanted to be combined
with the nobility of Gary Cooper.
It's a dramatic ending.
It's the perfect ending for a man.
The true path to Sainthood.
Yeah!
You're going to kill us when we get
to Las Vegas, aren't you?
Don't make plans. I hate people
who make plans, Duane.
Be best if we work things out
as we go along, amigo,
don't you think?
- I would appreciate that.
I think we should stay on touch, sir.
Sir?
What's this?
Junction to...
Las Vegas.
Come on! Come on!
Yeah, Doyle! What did you look at
the map with? Your f***ing a**hole?!
They're going to Vegas. Las Vegas!
Hello? Hello?
Piece of sh*t phone!
What's that strange sound?
Speak more slowly, sir.
He's out of range.
F*** you!
This is your Captain Romeo Dolorosa
speaking. Welcome aboard.
Please fasten your seatbelts
and try to sleep.
Thank you very much. F*** you!
Ok, guys. I hope to help out
with your little romance.
Don't touch me, ok?
- Estelle.
Look, just f***ing go f*** your
Mexican whore you like so much!
Come on, keep cool, Perdita.
Come on.
Never done it in a plane,
how about you?
Pick a card.
- Go to sleep, Romeo.
We have a long night ahead us.
- Precisely. Don't you want to know
what's going to happen tomorrow?
a crazy Santero.
- Every Santero uses his power
to predict the future. Even those of
us who are crazy. Pick a card.
Luck. Plenty off luck.
Anyone wanna try?
Come on, Duane.
The cards are sacred. They never lie.
Ignore him, he's making fun of us.
They are 18 cards and only
one of them is really bad.
But it's not this one.
You're still a lucky guy, man.
And now it's my turn.
Sir, we've spotted a group that fits
their description. They're in
a rest-stop just outside of El Paso.
- Follow but do not intercept.
Call our people in Las Vegas. Tell
'em I want to find the warehouse
where they store those fetuses.
- That won't be easy, sir.
Start with all the cosmetic labs.
There can't be that many.
And tell them move their ass!
Hey, what's red and white
and goes 60 Miles an hour?
A baby in a blender.
Sons of b*tches will never find her!
What?
- Once they cross the border,
they can't ask for any favors.
- What border?
Mexican. I've to go after her myself.
Even if my wife thinks I'm crazy.
Sometimes it's better not to think so
much. Maybe you should read the paper.
No, no, no. That's no relief.
A man's gotta do what
You understand what I mean?
You can't always be in control.
Did you see what I just did?
It wouldn't have happened
if you'd been here. Think about it!
Some strange men came asking for you.
We said nothing.
They said you owed Catalina money,
but I know they were lying
because I raised you
to know the difference
between right and wrong.
I was not afraid, I have seen
so much, my grandson.
Even invisible things.
When you were born I knew
you were special that when you died,
you'd turn into a jaguar
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