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I can still help the guy.

I got juice. I'll file

an appeal, all right?

I got money.

How much does he need?

Name a price.

He doesn't want your money.

He wants your years.

How old are you,

exactly?

Forty-two. But what...

Roberto says to

shoot you in one knee,

make you 52.

Both knees, 62.

Stop, please!

Sound fair, Mr. Lawyer?

Just give me

a f***ing chance to talk.

I can help you, okay?

How can you help me?

How?

I can hook you up

with EI Azul, that's how.

Why would that

be good for me?

Because he's

going to win.

Because you know

Elena Sanchez can't cut

the sh*t in this business.

Azul knows

the turf in Mexico, man.

He's buying your cops,

your judges.

He's political, man.

He's coming fast,

it won't be Iong.

You want on his train?

I can stamp your ticket.

I pick up that phone,

and you're in.

Go ahead, pick it up.

Okay. AII right.

(DIALING)

(MAN GREETING IN SPANISH)

Hey, it's Chad.

Tell el Jefe "Chip,"

though.

I need to talk

to him right away.

I got good news.

So, pal, who do I say

is calling?

(REPEATS IN SPANISH)

George Lopez.

Now you're 52.

SenorAzul.

(QUESTIONS IN SPANISH)

(SCREAMING)

Tell me,

was it EI Azul

who tell you

to take a dive

at Roberto's trial?

F***ing prick!

Bueno! Bueno!

Yes or no?

No!

No answer? Now you're 62.

EL AZUL:
Bueno!

Hola!

Azul, it's Lado.

Remember me?

(CURSES IN SPANISH)

(SCREAMING)

God damn it!

Oh, we're just making

gringo-Iawyer soup

here in the kitchen.

ESTEBAN:
Lado? Lado?

(SCREAMS)

No!

Ya te metiste

al pozolero culero.

Azul, how was Tijuana?

Bad boy,

bombing our warehouses.

Elena says you're

going to need a better

Iawyer in the north.

(YELLING IN SPANISH)

Watch the yelling.

It's bad for

the blood pressure.

You have a nice day, too.

WOMAN:
No! No!

Do her!

No. No!

(WHISTLES)

No, please!

You want to f*** her?

No, pero...

If you don't,

she'll be a witness.

And we don't

Ieave any witnesses.

Pull that trigger gently.

Now. Pull it!

(SNAPS PHOTO)

OPHELIA:
Dennis Cain is

a high-level drug

enforcement agent.

Without this guy,

Ben and Chon would

be out of business.

Nice day.

But I shouldn't

be seen in the same

zip code as you guys.

Would you prefer we

come to your office

in San Diego with

your gift bag, Dennis?

Oh, take it easy, sailor.

What's got your

panties in a wad, now?

A vid clip.

From, I think,

the Baja cartel,

featuring seven

decapitations.

Talk about your

hostile takeover.

BC moving in

on you guys?

Come on, Dennis.

What the f***

is going on?

What's going on is

you're not the only

indie frogs on the stove,

my man.

They're killing

each other down there

in Mexico way.

And that's why

they're moving north.

The forks are out,

the pie's getting smaller.

Why is that?

Too many cops

with their hands

in the pie, Dennis?

That's just it.

We used to keep

the animals in the zoo,

but now,

with this war on drugs,

it's Iike the war

in Iraq, Chon-boy.

Your point is what?

Why is it they

want our business

when they put out

of grass Iast year?

Because your THC Ievels

are off the f***ing charts.

They're Iike 30 %, right?

Thirty-three.

Depends.

Yeah, and their

schwag is what?

Three to five?

Come on, man.

They're Wal-Mart, man,

you're Ben and Chon.

They want a Ben

and Chon section

in aisle three.

Okay? What's so

difficult to comprehend?

Fine, tell them to

move their sh*t indoors

and buy their

own f***ing Iamps.

Well, welcome to

the recession, boys.

You should be grateful

you still have

a product people want.

So you don't mind

if your envelope

gets a Iittle thinner, then?

(CHUCKLES)

You guys, you guys.

You have a clean business,

there's no problems.

But there ain't

no Ben and Chon

without Dennis.

So, my envelope

stays the same.

It's just

a matter of time, guys,

before they

Iegalize this sh*t.

Don't f***

with Wal-Mart.

I'd take the deal

instead of decapitation.

You know?

Keep banging that

sweet California ass.

You guys had a good run, man.

Just embrace the change.

I'll see you.

Dennis, that new stuff

helping with the chemo?

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

Thanks, Ben.

I'll send some

more of that over.

How's she doing?

She's dying, you know?

(C*CKS GUN)

Aw, man. I thought this was

a business negotiation.

You saw the video.

Yeah, that was Mexico.

This is Laguna.

And cops here wear shorts

and ride bicycles.

That's why we're

thinking of running.

You start running,

Ben, you never stop.

Now Iook,

we go away for a while.

It would be nice.

Besides, there are other ways

to make money.

Don't get Iocked into

one view of the world, Chon.

What?

Did you know

they're making $14 Iaptops

for kids in Africa?

What if you could

make a $10 solar panel?

You'd change the world.

Grow up, Ben.

You don't change the world.

It changes you.

VALET:
Welcome

to the Bellevue, sir.

Thanks, I appreciate it.

You're welcome.

I'm Alex.

This is Jaime.

Hola.

Mucho gusto.

Hola.

ALEX:
Let's get down

to business, shall we?

Everything stays the same.

You're intact.

Over the three years,

we'll study your techniques,

your production methods,

your distribution.

In return, your business

will grow immensely.

Our distribution

is international.

We'll give you protection

on a scale you're

not accustomed to.

We provide low-cost insurance,

low-interest start-up loans,

money-laundering services

to all your producers

and distributors.

You see, we Iease

a good amount of land

in this country.

Some of it,

Indian tribal Iand,

not subject to federal law.

We have the structure

and Iabor force

to cultivate

thousands and thousands

of acres all at once.

Mexican field hands

do not grow primo.

You will teach them this,

and they will Iearn.

So you are

the pharmaceutical company

and the pharmacy.

We're the botanists.

Not exactly.

We value our scientists

and our seed-makers very much.

It is your methods

and your network

we want to partner with.

A joint venture.

No pun intended.

Well said.

In return, we take

a modest distribution fee.

Which would be?

And after the three years?

We'll grow your volume.

Your profits in three years

will be 35 to 40 million.

After three years,

I'm sure you'll be pleased

and quite willing to

re-negotiate our fee.

As we want to encourage

other independents to

join our association.

We need a moment.

(CHATTER OVER RADIO)

OPHELIA:
Wiley is a top mixer.

He doesn't care

about anything but sound

and Ben and Chon's primo.

CHON:
I will say again,

Ioud and clear.

We send Alex and Jaime

back in a cereal box,

get this party started.

Veto that.

Two errand boys, Chon.

They can replace

every man they lose,

and we can't.

OPHELIA:
Doc, Sam, and Billy.

Ex-SEALs from Afghanistan.

Together, they've got

about 120 kills.

Sweetest guys,

when you get to know them.

CHON:
Last time, Ben.

You let people

think you're weak,

sooner or Iater

you're going to

have to kill them.

Buddha would not agree.

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