CC: TELEMUNDO NETWORK
Okay, we'll start at the corner pub.
It gets pretty busy.
Then we'll hit up the rest.
If you think I'm going to go from dive to dive
begging for weed, you're crazy.
That's how you get to the big-time dealers.
That's your method,
but we do things a little differently in my agency.
Watch it, Fernandez.
You and me are equals.
You're not my boss, and this isn't your agency.
Here we go!
Somebody's mad and running their mouth.
You got something to say?
Spit it out.
If you've got a better way of catching these rats,
I'm all ears.
No?
Then follow my lead or get lost.
I'd rather work alone than with bad company.
You know what? Watch and learn.
Hey, man.
What's up, man?
How's it going?
Hey, you know where I can score some weed?
What the hell, Joe?
Watching and learning, baby.
Come on, man.
Let me see what you got.
Okay, let's see. What do we got here?
Bingo.
While the CENTAC agents got closer to us,
all I could do was think of one woman in particular.
My beautiful Isabel.
David Lieberman and Nacho Montero,
my new business partners.
A fellow Mexican, right?
How did you know that?
We met in the bathroom?
What?
What were you doing with her in the bathroom?
Sorry, man. It's a misunderstanding.
I said it wrong.
We met outside the bathroom.
She passed by speaking Spanish and I noticed the accent.
Get your mind out of the gutter, honeybunny.
No way!
What?
I love this song! Let's boogie, baby!
Excuse me, gentlemen.
Get over here.
What a foxy lady.
Nacho, enough.
Let's go outside and talk.
Relax, David. It's fine.
Hey!
What happened with Kyle's girl?
Calm down. Nothing happened.
She came into the bathroom and asked for a little grass,
we talked and that's it.
Oh, and I kissed her.
What? Are you stupid or what?
You're going to ruin everything!
Are you trying to get killed?
Chill, brother.
Nobody's getting killed over a woman.
It's not like she's the last woman on earth.
Hey, Kyle. The whale!
I hadn't seen that in years.
You're a good dancer.
Shut up! I'm awful.
Dancing's not my thing.
Or mine.
What about you, Nacho?
Do you dance?
I'm okay.
I learned at college parties.
Dance with Isabel.
Uh...
Know what, Kyle? We're tired after the trip.
Thanks anyway.
Are you rejecting my lady?
Of course not.
Wouldn't be very gentlemanly of me, would it?
Well? What happened?
You get shy all of a sudden?
I don't remember you being so stiff in the bathroom.
Back then I didn't know Kyle was your man, darling.
And now that you know, what are you going to do about it?
Behave like a gentleman.
Thanks for not saying anything.
It's going to cost you.
I figured.
What do you want?
What you owe me.
But first, dance like your life depended on it.
This is Nacho's route.
He departs from Guajira in Colombia.
Kyle, you listening?
I hope your friend doesn't overstep his bounds.
Don't worry.
He's just trying to keep up with your girlfriend.
When do I get my pot?
Ask your man. He's got plenty.
Know the problem with that?
Kyle doesn't like me getting high.
He wants me to be the mother of his children.
Is that right?
You want to be with a man that doesn't let you
do what you want?
That wants you to mother his children and nothing else?
That doesn't let you be free
because it suits his own interests?
What do you care, dumbass?
Hi, baby.
You're sweaty.
It's late. We gotta go.
What? No.
I got you some fine Canadian ladies to show you a good time.
Yeah, but we have too much to do.
Thanks.
Hey, Nacho. Come on.
I really like you when you dance like that.
Kyle's dangerous, Nacho.
You keep drooling over his lady
and I don't know what he'll do.
You sound like a broken record, dude.
You're right, but what can I say?
I really like that babe. Oh well.
We should split, even if they are Canadian police.
Cool.
We tried to stay away from the police
while CENTAC agents kept delving further and further
into the drug world.
LSD.
LSD, right?
Their strategy was simple.
Follow the people that bought the drugs
to try to get to the dealers.
Know where I can get some LSD? Marijuana?
Stuff like that?
Sorry, man.
We don't have what you're looking for.
And though it appeared things weren't working,
little by little they got closer to us.
What do you want?
Where are you from?
Aguascalientes, Mexico.
No way! Aguascalientes, Mexico.
Always a pleasure to see a fellow countryman
on the frozen tundra.
What are you drinking, gentleman?
Two bourbons.
Plus some of that stuff that, you know,
gets you high as a kite.
You won't find any of that here.
You might get lucky at some other bar.
Hey, Johnny.
Marina, looking hot, baby.
Hon, get me a glass of water and three beers, please.
Thanks.
Sorry.
I'm so sorry. My bad.
Are you okay?
Are you blind or what?
I'm sorry.
You're Mexican.
Sorry, I'm a little out to lunch
and you stepped in front of me.
And you couldn't be more Mexican.
I could tell when you said out to lunch.
I hadn't heard that in years.
Reminds me of my mom.
You remind me of my mom too.
No way!
She was a very pretty woman.
If you like, we can talk about our mothers over dinner.
Darn. I'm with someone.
He's a giant.
And you don't want to see him upset.
Wait up.
Fine, fine.
I can admit defeat.
You're with someone.
But now that I struck out with this beauty,
how about a consolation prize?
What are you talking about?
Well, what if...
you tell me where I can find some grass?
Huh?
I have no idea.
Bye.
She say anything?
No, but she thought about it, just like the bartender.
We're in the right place.
With the deal finalized,
all we had to do was pick up the merchandise
in Daytona Beach.
It was a long trip,
and I couldn't get Isabel out of my mind the entire time.
Hey.
Huh?
You're acting very weird today.
Don't pay attention to me.
Know what's got my head all over the place?
My family in Chihuahua.
They're making a mess of my life and I don't know what to do.
I don't know how to help them or what to tell them.
Look.
Here.
Send them this and everything ought to be fine.
Money isn't everything in life, Kyle.
That's not my problem.
That's not what's flustering me.
Besides, I can't always depend on you.
It's not about that.
Then what is it about? Huh?
I just want to work.
And I mean really work.
I want to feel useful.
I want something different, Kyle.
Something better.
Better, huh?
You think I'm trash because I deal drugs?
Don't forget that when you were groveling at my feet
you didn't care what I did for a living.
That's not what I care about.
I care about how you treat me.
How you treat people.
How you treat me and everyone around you.
That's what I care about, not...
Why don't you just crawl back into that hole
that you crawled out of and leave me alone?
Go to hell! Get out of here!
What you just did now...
that's what I meant.
I'm tired of being humiliated like this
in front of everybody.
You're everything I don't want in life.
I've had it with you, Kyle! I've had it!
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