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Isa! Are you around, honey?
We can go get the clothes you need for...
-Hey, Paisa. -Nacho, Isa isn't here.
What do you mean? She promised she'd stay put.
She told me she was meeting you at the mall.
Damn it!
What is it? What's going on?
She went to Griselda's to avenge Mark.
-Close the door. -You have to stop her!
I will!
Isabel was out of control.
If I didn't get to her in time, things would go horribly wrong.
Whatever it is you have to say, say it in the water.
Come on. Get in.
Oh, how nice. Very nice.
You like to talk in the water?
Alright, then.
Tell me...
have you ever done it with a woman?
I never have.
Ever.
And despite how interesting or appealing the concept sounds...
I don't think Nacho would be cool with it.
What? Aren't hippies?
Any self-respecting hippie is up for anything.
He's must be a conservative hippie.
We don't have to tell him if he won't be cool with it.
No, he won't think it's cool that we didn't ask him to join.
-I hadn't considered that. -Godmother.
I agreed to come here...
because I...
I have something very important to tell you.
Something that could be of great use to you.
Believe me.
Godmother.
Why are you so rude, Judy?
Quit being so imprudent! Can't you see we're busy here?
I came to tell you that Nacho's here.
Hello, Godmother! How are you?
Here comes the man this party was missing.
Sorry, Darwin, but I'm here to break up your party.
Godmother, I have news about the Cubans.
You'll die when you hear this.
Judy, get my robe.
Why don't you get dressed and wait for me in the car?
Let her stay. You're welcome to join us.
Let's go.
Don't get started without me.
I didn't like the idea of leaving Isabel on her own.
It was obvious she was capable of anything.
I've been pleasantly surprised by you today.
First your wife and now you.
How about that?
Well, the information is worth it, Godmother.
I know where the Cubans' headquarters is located.
Really? Tell me.
Tell me so I can get rid of them.
It's in a bar called The Crown, close to Dadeland Mall.
If you hurry, you'll catch them.
They're meeting there right now.
Good tip.
It's great to know which side you're on.
Of course, Godmother.
I hope this information is useful to you
and that you make the most of it.
And since we're here, there's something I'd like to tell you.
Don't take this the wrong way. How should I say this?
Isabel does whatever I tell her to.
If you're going to invite her to one of these parties,
don't do it without asking me.
I'm sorry, Ignacio. I'm so embarrassed!
It's fine.
I didn't picture you as a jealous and possessive type.
I thought you were an open-minded hippie,
a New York man, an educated man.
The kind who likes to try everything.
I'm not.
I didn't force her to come here, though.
She came here because she had something to tell me.
Do you know what it was?
-Darwin. -Hmm.
Forgive me for being so nosy, but I noticed Godmother's scar.
What happened?
She and her ex, Bravo, fired at each other.
What happened to him?
He died.
Let's talk about something else.
You want something stronger? You have any vices?
Well...
Darwin, have Rios get the war wagon ready ASAP.
It's going to rain bullets today.
Sweetie, we should go. Good luck today, Godmother.
Thank you.
Chabelita, your husband thinks you came here
to intercede on behalf of the Cubans.
Are you really that much of a softie?
Oh, Godmother! What can I say?
It's not my place to say,
but I knew that information would lead to a war
and I felt I should come here to tell you to take it easy
and be careful.
How sweet!
You're so naïve, sweetie.
Get this through your head, sweetheart.
There's no growth in this business without bloodshed.
You're always welcome here.
You can come over whenever you want, doll.
Is it dry yet?
Yes. It's ready to be sold too.
I'll get it.
Who is it?
Agents Thompson and Fernandez from CENTAC.
What is my dad doing here?
Relax, son. Open the door.
We just want to ask a few questions.
Marce, it's the cops.
Something fishy is going on here.
Hello?
Hello.
Sorry, I was just about to shower.
Agent Joe Fernandez... and Thompson.
We'd like to talk to you for a bit.
Sure. Is something wrong?
A realtor who passed away recently sold this apartment.
We have a couple of questions for you.
Are you Isabel Garcia?
No, no. Not at all.
I'm Marcela.
Come inside while I get my ID.
What are we going to do if they come into the kitchen?
I don't know. We have so much coke here.
You're Colombian.
We could end up in jail.
I don't get why my dad's here. How'd he get to Miami?
I think he's tracking you.
Maybe he knows you're living here.
No way!
We didn't tell anyone.
He's a cop.
You know what? I have the answer.
Why are you bringing that out?
We might need it.
Sure, sure.
You're going to shoot your dad?
A pretty girl like you will get a job soon.
Who rented you this place?
Um... a real estate agency.
You're learning.
Do you know Mark Alonso?
No. No, I don't know him.
Your boyfriend answered the door.
Can we talk to him?
Boyfriend?
I live alone.
I was sure I heard a young man's voice.
No, that was me.
It probably sounded deeper because I was in the bathroom.
That's alright, Marcela. Pleasure meeting you.
And remember, we're here to serve you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
You are welcome.
Good!
We should've searched the apartment.
Well, guess what? We don't have a warrant.
Like you've ever cared about that.
That Colombian is hiding something.
That wasn't her voice. Plus, she seemed nervous.
Of course she was nervous.
If an agent like me came to my door, I'd be nervous.
Especially if he stares at me like a pervert.
You're right about that, Joe.
That was one hot babe. I saw you staring at her butt.
You were checking her out,
but you're trying to play the perfect cop.
I'm not a perfect cop, Joe.
I just try to do my job as best I can.
Let's go meet Sergeant Nelson.
Are you going to stay mad or are you going to talk to me?
What was going through your head, Isabel?
What were you thinking?
I may not have a degree like you,
but I'm not a ------- idiot, Nacho.
That's not what I said so don't try to make this about me.
What were you going to do at Godmother's?
Do you have any idea of the danger you were in?
Nacho, my plan was to avenge my friend.
Avenge him.
So what was the plan?
You'd go into the house, shoot Godmother twice in the head
and then what? You'd walk out?
I thought about it.
It crossed my mind.
No, I just wanted to make sure that animal was there
so I could give the Cubans her location
so they'd cut her into pieces, like she did to my friend.
I wanted them to throw the pieces into her pool.
That's what I wanted. That was my fantasy.
I'd considered that possibility, but we have to be smart.
If they realize we're involved with what you just said,
the one's who'll be cut to pieces and thrown in that pool
will be us!
So what was the smart thing to do, Nacho?
Sit still while that hag wanted to party?
Let her touch me and basically rape after my friend's death?
It's using our ------- head and doing things right!
How the hell are we supposed to do that?
Tell me!
With the Cubans.
But I'm the one who'll do it.
You're staying out of it.
You're not the person I'm talking to right now
and I won't let you become that -------person.
You don't know who I am.
They're in Dadeland. At a bar called The Crown.
Got it, Godmother.
Quickly. We don't have all day.
We have to crush them before they get away.
Consider it done, Godmother. I'll get rid of them today.
Let's go.
May the Virgin keep you!
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