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they accept them.

Well, not some customers...

One.

Just one customer who

asked them to keep those colours.

And since by this stage he'd already

lost a lot of money...

I mean, a very good customer,

they let him keep his colours.

Blue and orange.

- What would you like?

- Nothing.

- Soda water.

- Black label for me.

That's good, soda water.

Not a good idea to mix Tegretol

with alcohol.

It's an old talent that supported me

for many years.

A good trade.

Even if it is a bit old fashioned

now. But they still work, huh?

Do you stick your fingers

into every customer's pockets?

My relationship with the casino

is based on mutual needs.

So the casino asks me

to look around while I play,

to see if anyone's trying to

take advantage...

or use the hooks.

In exchange, the casino has someone

who helps unlucky players...

play a little longer.

I give out loans, "informally".

So, to answer your question:

No, I don't stick my fingers...

in every customer's pocket.

Only the ones who have a sign

on their foreheads saying:

"I've never been in a casino

in my f***ing life".

But you know all this anyway,

don't you?

I mean, is that it?

Is what it?

Come with me.

Come with me or I'll have security

rip off your balls...

and make you swallow them.

Come on.

What's wrong?

I don't like riddles,

and I don't like bullshit.

Does Dietrich have

something to tell me?

- What do want me to say?

- Are you f***ing with me?

He didn't come yesterday,

he hasn't called or confirmed.

And now he sends some guy to the casino

playing his chips, his system,

and wearing his f***ing tie!

Are you f***ing with me?

You're f***ing with me, right?

Where is Dietrich?

He couldn't come.

He has a problem.

So?

He asked me to come in his place.

And why all the sh*t

with the tie and the chips?

Why didn't you come

straight to me?

He said if I showed this stuff first,

you'd trust me.

And who are you, anyway?

A friend, from the capital.

Fine.

Let's suppose that's fine.

The thing is...

Are we on?

There's no backing out now.

There can't be.

It's all set for Monday.

Are we on, or not?

Dietrich says we're on.

Tell Dietrich not to f*** up.

The truck leaves

at 8 o'clock on Monday...

and that's the last trip ever.

He better not f*** up.

He owes me too much money, right?

$67,000.

Exactly.

And he lost most of it playing

that sh*t system he taught you.

Monday.

Yes?

I wanted...

...a coffee.

Anything else?

No.

Take a seat,

I'll bring it over.

You'll have to wait a bit,

I need to make a fresh pot.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Did you do the drawings?

Yes. Catalina,

Cristian, Ayelen and me.

Lili doesn't paint

because she's very young.

- Do you all live here?

- Not all of us.

Some come with their mummies

and then go home.

And do you live here?

Sometimes... Only when Tamara

works in the little rooms.

Who's Tamara?

My mum, but she doesn't

like to be called "Mum".

She likes to be called "Tamara".

Do you want to sit down?

- Did you do that one?

- Yes.

- Who's that?

- That's Uncle Richard.

But he's not my uncle.

He's a friend of my mum's,

from when I was little.

That's why I call him uncle.

- Does he come often?

- Yes, every week...

and he brings me presents.

He brought me this.

And the other one?

That's Uncle Luis.

But he isn't much of an uncle.

- Your drawing is very nice.

- Thank you.

Come here, Vanina.

Come over here, I said!

- Bye.

- Bye.

F*** me. How far

have we walked?

- 200 metres?

- No, 100. Something like that.

F***ing hell.

So then, what's the deal?

- What do you mean?

- Listen.

We drive 800 km to get here.

When we get here, the guy

who called us isn't here.

We wait for him,

and he doesn't show up.

But the guy who is here is an a**hole

who won't talk to us,

but he has the other guy's

cell phone.

So let's start from the beginning.

Why have you got Dietrich's phone?

Because he left it with me,

along with the other stuff.

The other stuff?

The photos, the spreadsheets with

the casino's accounts, everything.

Oh, it's a casino.

Your names.

Sosa and Montero.

Although I don't know who's who.

And where's Dietrich?

Dietrich's gone.

I don't know where.

He left everything with me

and took off.

Because of the Vega thing.

Vega was going to be

involved too but...

he died in a shoot-out

with the police.

Dietrich got scared. He thought

they might trace it back to him,

and this whole job would fall apart.

He called me...

- I thought he'd told you about me.

- No.

He told me about him.

Not about you.

I saw Dietrich a few weeks ago

in Buenos Aires.

He told me all about this job.

He told me everything.

Every detail.

I liked it.

It sounded good.

And why didn't you

say anything last night?

The girl was there.

Besides, you didn't give

me a chance. You left.

Let's go. Now.

Let me think.

Let's get out of here.

This is crazy.

Crazy? Why?

- We don't know him.

- We don't know Dietrich either,

but here we are.

This guy could be anyone,

he could be...

What?

A cop?

Kill him then.

If he's a cop, kill him

right now and let's go home.

We agree then.

He's not a cop.

Not in a thousand years.

Dietrich said a friend from

Buenos Aires would be in this too.

Why didn't you say that before?

He only mentioned it once.

Now that this guy says it...

He mentioned it...

Okay, fill me in.

The casino, the Lauquen,

is on route 24.

Every Monday,

they bring the money from

the weekend to the bank in town.

They use an armoured truck.

Always the same one.

With a team of two men.

And it's always the same two men.

The truck leaves the casino

takes route 14...

and then takes route 3 to town.

On route 14, there's a bar.

Actually, it's a brothel.

It's isolated,

in the middle of nowhere.

The truck always stops there.

And the men get out.

Both of them.

I was the one who found that out.

I told Dietrich.

That's why he said I could be in,

when the job went ahead.

Dietrich has a contact

in the casino.

A guy he owes a lot of money to.

- Who?

- A guy.

Someone who has access

to almost everything.

And who realised that the only way

to get his money back,

was to help him with the job.

The guy gave him everything.

Internal documents, schedules,

the routes, the figures...

How much?

On a regular weekend,

And over a long weekend,

double that, or more.

- Yesterday was...

- Holiday.

A long weekend.

And this is the last trip.

The casino is closing.

They're moving it.

So it's Monday or never.

- Not bad.

- It is bad.

It's bad. How can you be sure

they'll stop there...

...and that they'll feel like f***ing?

- No, that's not why they stop.

One of the guys has a daughter.

It's her they go to see.

Every Monday.

This is a joke.

Who'll give the orders

if the other guy isn't here?

You?

You'll be the boss?

My boss?

- Hey!

- What?

Finished?

Have you made your point?

You can't do this with this guy.

What I can't do is go back

empty-handed.

You're going to pay the Turk

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