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the Ieast of your worries.

And the Chanel?

I know.

Come here.

Let's not go to Indonesia.

Let's just stay here forever.

Right here.

We can just hide

in this room.

BEN:
I cannot die in

f***ing Laguna.

They won't find us.

No, not in Laguna.

We're wherever we

want to be right now.

I mean,

I'll miss this place, sure.

I Iove this place.

But I can say

goodbye and just move on.

Why is it so easy for you?

Because there

are better things.

There are better

things than what's here.

(SPEAKS IN SPANISH)

That was pretty

intense Iast night.

Maybe we ought to

stop smoking that strain.

Or make

a Iot more of it.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Hey, how are you feeling?

Good.

Gentlemen.

Thanks for coming, guys.

Sure.

Five minutes.

(SNIFFLES)

I got to make my final

pilgrimage to the mall.

Hey, I'm sending

Frankie with you, okay?

If Frankie can keep up.

The flight's at midnight.

Yes, Daddy.

Please don't

forget your passport.

I Iove you guys.

OPHELIA:
My mom was off

somewhere in the world

with her Iatest husband.

I Iike to think

I'm in the middle

of a 12-stepdad program.

So, I Ieft a note

saying I'd gone to

Europe for four weeks

with my best friend, Lucy,

to get some culture.

Look, Jake, think of

it as economy of scale.

AII right?

The Mexicans will do business,

but you'll be a corporation.

They'll assign your profits

and your timetables

and you'll make more money

than you ever made with us.

Things change,

don't give it up.

They're Iike corporations.

None of them Iast.

Besides, we could be back

running the show in a year.

Travis, phone numbers

are vanishing

as we speak, okay?

Yes, I'm wiping the grid.

I'm putting a Iittle virus

in there to f*** them up.

No, they're not going

to chase you. Trust me.

F***ing hell.

Paranoid as f***.

He should Iay off the Kush.

(SIREN CHIRPS)

Do you know why I

stopped you, sir?

Let me guess.

You know what, man?

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

MAGDA:
I'm just saying, Ma,

I got a Sosh midterm

on Monday and an Econ

paper due Wednesday.

(ELENA SPEAKING SPANISH)

ELENA:
But I was hoping

that you could come

for one weekend.

Of course I do.

You don't want me

to end up in Tijuana

with Diego chasing me, do you?

What about your horses, Magda?

You never come to see them.

MAGDA:
Why don't

you sell them?

They're worth a fortune.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

Que paso?

He was such a nice guy.

MAGDA:
In America,

you don't get

married at 18 or 19, Mom.

So you can relax, okay?

(ELENA SPEAKING SPANISH)

ELENA:
I know that,

and trust me,

I do not want you to follow

in my footsteps at all.

But don't you

forget for one second

that I am the only

mother you'll ever have.

I Iove you.

(MOTORCYCLE REVING)

(PHONE RINGING)

This is Alex.

So, hey, Alex,

you're on speaker.

Chon's next to me.

And?

We changed our minds.

We're coming aboard.

Hmm.

We're happy to hear that.

So...

Look, we want to

go over the MO.

How about first

thing tomorrow morning?

We'll get back to you.

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

(JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING)

(OPHELIA PANTING)

O?

Hi.

BEN:
I'm so sorry

about this, baby.

We're going to get

you out, I promise.

(JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYING)

Which one of you

(VOICE DISTORTED)

is Mr. "Nothing Personal"?

I'm here.

If you f***ing...

Shut up, shut up.

AII right, Iook,

we can negotiate.

We didn't make you an offer

to hear a counteroffer.

We made you a deal

to which we

expected compliance.

You Iied to us.

We'll do whatever you want.

If that affects

a change in attitude,

you'll have to prove it.

That's not a problem.

Really? Because it

was a problem before.

It's not now.

Good.

Now let me speak to

Mr. "Eat-Sh*t-Caviar."

I'm here.

You insulted me.

I'm sorry.

No, you're not.

Take out your gun.

Stand in front of the camera

where I can see you.

Now stick it in that

vulgar mouth of yours.

Cut off two fingers.

(OPHELIA PLEADING)

I'm doing it! I'm doing it.

(SOBBING)

Now put your

finger on the trigger.

Look, there's got

to be a better way!

No, God damn it!

What are you doing?

Stop.

You may take it out now.

The next time we ask

you to do something,

I don't want to hear,

"Eat-sh*t-caviar."

Am I clear?

Yes.

Good.

You will make a delivery

to us, in Chula Vista,

of 300 pounds.

You have five hours.

Or you will receive

an e-mail you will not like.

Five hours begin now.

We gotta move.

That's your bed.

That's your toilet.

And that's your sink.

You've got toothpaste.

A comb.

Water.

See you in the morning.

No toothbrush?

Do you want to use

my finger?

You got it?

Everything's ready to go.

My boys had to go

all the way to Santa Barbara

to get you 300.

Nearly wiped us out.

Only 30 or 40 pounds Ieft.

So, who am I

working for now? You?

Or them?

You'll know tomorrow.

We owe you, Eric.

Stay safe.

CHON:
Slow down, man.

Cops are Iike bees

all over.

We have 45 minutes.

It's the next exit.

We got seven minutes.

Oh, sh*t.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

F***.

Drive real cool, Ben.

Three hundred pounds.

We're dead, man.

No, man.

He's dead.

Are you f***ing crazy?

You can't shoot a cop, Chon.

Put one big

thought in your head.

O is not going to die.

Forget everything else.

Oh, God, please,

Mr. State Trooper,

don't pull us over.

It's not your night

to die.

Chon's gonna shoot you,

I'm not gonna Iie.

Hey, this is our exit.

Oh, God.

I'm pulling off.

(SIREN WAILS)

Sh*t!

Sh*t.

Hard right.

Two minutes, man.

They're watching us.

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

Yes?

MAN:
Go two blocks.

Look for a fish store.

Okay, I see it.

There's an alley

behind the store.

Hook a right.

Put it into park.

Should I shut the engine off?

No.

Here they come.

Stay cool.

(ORDERING IN SPANISH)

If anything goes wrong,

if anybody follows us,

the girl dies slow.

(SNAPS PHOTO)

Drink up.

They paid in full.

(JAUNTY MUSIC PLAYS)

Yes.

ELENA:
(DISTORTED) We're

happy to see you've learned

to honor your partnership.

What do you want from us?

The same things

we agreed upon.

Three years. Except,

(NORMAL VOICE)

now, motherfuckers,

it's 70-30.

(WHISPERS)

That's gotta be Elena.

The first payment

you've received.

And O?

Ophelia will be

away for one year.

One year!

AII right, Chon...

At the end of that year,

she'll come home.

Fail at any point

to meet the terms

of our partnership

and the girl

will die very badly.

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

One year.

O won't make three weeks.

What if we offer them cash?

Right now?

They're going to

kill her anyway.

Don't f***ing say that.

They're going to make us jump

through these f***ing hoops

until they get what they want.

Then they're

going to kill her,

and then they're

going to kill us.

Look, we made

a three-year deal.

She's out in one.

They want the money.

You don't know sh*t.

You're talking to Taliban.

Right. Okay.

They don't give back.

AII right.

But they paid for the dope.

Didn't they?

Savages don't make deals, Ben.

They're a business, Chon.

Think about it.

We're smarter than they are.

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