Unit 7 Page #2

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- This is too much dope.

- Okay.

Damn, look at all that.

Don't touch it.

Get to work, you bums.

- You, let's go.

- No.

She's coming with us.

She's our informant.

Good work, gentlemen.

Finally some good news.

Marisa Morales, Diario del Sur.

Can you answer a few questions?

Screw me and I'll kill you.

Angel?

Were you asleep?

No, I was playing dead.

- What time is it?

- I don't know.

- You've been drinking.

- I don't remember.

You shouldn't drink.

The exam results came out.

Call in to say you're not going

to work tomorrow.

You have to celebrate

your husband made detective.

Congratulations!

Congratulations.

I'm very happy for you

Angel.

Angel, put on your pajamas.

I'll put them on tomorrow.

- Always catching the same guys.

- Against the wall.

- Never fails.

- Spread your legs.

Okay, okay.

- Anything on you?

- Like what?

You know I went clean a while back.

- You called?

- Yeah.

- What do you want?

- Anything I can get.

- What have you got for me?

- In the field down the street.

- How many?

- Two.

Careful with the redhead,

she's feisty.

What happened to your leg?

- Nothing, playing soccer.

- Move it.

I told you I was clean.

Always the same.

Hi, this is Angel Lares.

Give me the editorial office.

Look, it's Perico Delgado!

Faster, homo!

Police!

Police, open up!

Out.

Hi.

What's wrong, got the shits?

Get over there.

You, over here.

Against the wall.

Spread your legs. Your legs!

Spread them. There.

What's this?

- I don't know. It's not mine.

- Shut up.

Hey, don't move...

Not so close, you'll catch AIDS.

What?

I'm joking.

You can't catch it like that.

- What?

- Not by touching people.

Don't touch me!

Don't touch me, you homo!

Officer, I made you

fried fish balls.

You're making me fat, lady.

Right there, Jose.

- Shut your mouth, damn it.

- Want me to look dangerous?

GROUP 7 TAKES DOWN DRUG DEALERS

You look like the Panchos.

Move your asses, damn it.

We have to do everything.

- Get this out of here, fatso.

- Bye.

Jerk.

Let me go, you're hurting me!

Don't push me.

Police. Is there a problem?

No problem.

Hey!

Wait, my bag!

Next time you save someone,

ask first. I'm homeless now

You look great, Charity.

You should wear skirts more often.

You have very pretty legs.

- You need your eyes examined.

- And you, your heart.

Carmela,

your boyfriend's release form.

He'll be out on Monday.

Thank you, Angel.

Hi, Rosario.

Mahogany?

Hi.

Hi.

- That stew smells great.

- Hookers don't eat anyway.

Watch your hand.

- What hand?

- That hand.

- What hand?

- Naughty boy! Get away, will you?

Where is it, Mahogany?

Right in front of you,

on that chair.

Any more?

Try in Canaries,

they sell plenty there.

That's the suburbs, we can't go there.

Give us something downtown.

The Marigalante. 32 Bajales St.

It's a hangout for rich homos.

- Cocaine or heroin?

- Rich people don't shoot up, honey.

HEY...

Tell Mateo I dyed my eyebrows.

You guys didn't even notice.

- Don't make me jealous, Mahogany.

- Go on. Bye.

Bye.

Look.

The one in the painting

looks like Miguel.

Only a homo would paint that.

He has Hugo Sanchez' legs

and my son Mateo's willy.

- Knock it off.

- He better stop looking at me.

New watch, Mateo?

My wife bought it with my money.

Chief.

- Another bottle of whisky.

- I'm sorry,

you have to leave.

I'm closing in 5 minutes.

I'll show you closed.

Unit 7.

I'll tell you anything you want.

- Please don't hurt me.

- In your dreams, you flaming homo.

Put that away.

I need to take a leak.

That's it, go take a leak

and settle down.

Relax, it's okay.

What's your name?

Simon.

Where do you get it, Simon?

Should I look?

You want me to look for it?

I buy it in Canaries.

Good, Simon.

It's okay, you see?

Give us that bottle of whisky.

We're friends now.

And some almonds

or hazelnuts.

Something to snack on.

Yes?

Angel, it's for you.

Some guy who says he's immortal.

- Did they give you breakfast?

- No.

These jerks don't have

room service on Sundays

Sir, if you don't mind,

I'll only drink the hot chocolate.

Churros give me heartburn.

Whatever you want.

- Can you fill this bottle with water?

- You again?

F*** off already.

Fill it in the river.

Son of a b*tch.

Friend of yours?

No. My friends are all dead.

Being immortal has a downside.

Drugs just give you cavities.

Sir, are you my friend?

Would I have got out of bed

if I weren't?

Charge me and give me

a bottle of water.

Take it to him.

I know something big.

Drink your hot chocolate

and tell me after.

There it is.

It comes straight from Algeciras.

Two shipments a month.

Same nurses, same patient.

See? Nobody stops an ambulance.

Let's get out of here,

I don't like this place.

You dropped this.

I recognized you from the photo.

You look better without the beard.

I have nowhere else to go.

One night and you leave.

Mateo, you've had three.

It's okay, honey.

I can count. Relax.

- You relax.

- Let's both relax.

- We didn't order this...

- It's for Mr. Julian.

That bastard always shows up

just in time for the photo.

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen

Mateo, don't get up.

First of all,

I'd like to propose a toast.

To my best unit in years.

That's why I need you

to keep going.

We have to make it

in time for the Expo.

To ridding downtown of drugs

by next year.

Cheers.

Please, sit down.

Freeze, police!

Put that down.

Slowly, so I can see it.

Face down.

Hands on your head.

What's wrong?

Are you guys mute?

You won't talk?

Neither one of you?

Come on.

Let's have a little chat.

Please don't make me talk.

They'll kill me if I talk.

I have two children.

In here, check it out!

Rafael.

There's enough heroin in here

to plaster a whole wall.

Hold on.

Come here!

Stop hitting him, you'll kill him!

Leave him alone, a**hole!

You're gonna kill him!

- You're so brave!

- Son of a b*tch!

He has a gun!

Where are you?

Come out and look!

Come out and look!

We're Unit 7!

Nobody f***ing sells here!

Nobody!

Hi.

Did you bring my cigarettes?

Don't worry, I didn't steal it.

I bought it at the flea market.

Next time buy something that works.

Why wouldn't it work?

You see?

You should trust people more.

You'd be better off.

It's your tum to cook.

I bought steaks and vegetables.

Or we can go for a walk first.

It's a nice day.

Where did you get that?

There are tons in the loft

in my room.

Who's Pablo?

His name is on every book.

If you touch my stuff again,

you're gone.

Did we hit him or not?

No, no, no.

Just a little slap.

A few.

I remember one.

Because he was a transvestite

and he gave Miguel this look.

How did he look at Bruce Lee?

Like a homo.

So the tranny wanted

to get back at Miguel

and he says at the trial...

He had straight hair,

parted in the middle, remember?

So the tranny looks at the judge

all serious

and he says,

"I'll take the fifth amendment

And Mateo says,

"And I'm Perry Mason. "

What a homo!

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