* Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. www.able.co.nz Able 2019 (LAID-BACK MUSIC) (TAPS ON BAR) What do you want? Beer. All I got is piss-warm Chango. That's my brand. (BELCHES) Mmm! This is damn good. This is the best beer I've ever had. Actually,... Need anything over there? I'm just glad to be alive right now. I was a few towns away. You know Zaragoza? I was visiting a bar like this. They served beer. Not as good, but close. I saw something you wouldn't believe. I'm sitting at a small table all by myself. Now, this bar was full of real lowlifes. Not like this place. I mean bad. Like they were up to no good. Know what I'm saying? I'm all by myself, I like it that way. Meanwhile, things are going on. Under-the-table things. Not too obvious, but not too secret either. So, I'm sitting there... (BELCHES) and in walks the biggest 'Mexican I've ever seen. Big as shit.' 'Walks in as if he owns the place. No-one knew what to make of him.' 'There he was. And in he walked.' He was dark, too. I don't mean dark skinned. No. This was different. It was as if he was walking in a shadow. 'Every step he took towards the light, just when you thought his face would be revealed, it wasn't.' It was as if the lights dimmed just for him. Este huele cagada. (LAUGHTER) So, this guy... 'takes a seat at the bar. Asks for a soda pop. Sits back, says nothing. He ordered a soda pop? I wasn't interested in his drink. I more was interested in what he was carrying. 'Some sort of a suitcase. Kinda heavy.' 'He sat it beside him as if it were his girl.' Cabron. All of sudden the bastard spoke. 'He talked business to the bartender. It upset him.' Especially when he mentioned ` he said something like... (BELCHES) "bitch" or "bucho". That's what it was. Bucho! 'It pissed off the bartender.' 'Some of the unsavoury characters `' not class like these boys, but scum ` they got pissed. They pulled guns, knives. Started some shit. 'The stranger `' he bolts up, 'grabs his case,' dives in. I dunno what he does on the floor, but he's up, the case is wide open, and he pulls the biggest gun I've ever fucking seen. And that was just the beginning. And the whole time you didn't run or join in? I was frozen stiff. All I could do was watch this... thing tear the place apart. 'It was amazing.' 'Cutthroat scumbags...' were coming out of the woodwork and dying deserved deaths. They weren't class like these guys. Not at all. They were world-class turds. They got what they deserved. It was judgement night. 'He grabs one of these guys,...' the only one breathing, 'and starts getting information. I knew by the whispering that he was giving up the goods.' Spilling his guts. He told that stranger everything. Everything? Can I get a cleaner mug? This one's dirty. Fuck you, man. It's the cleanest one I got. So, anyway, without warning, without any hint or preview, the stranger whips around and he sees... '..me.' You saw his face? His face? No. His eyes. 'He didn't do anything to you?' 'He didn't do anything to you?' 'Not really. He turned his attention back to the guy on the floor.' 'The stranger shot him, walked over to the bartender, paid and left.' So the bartender lived? The bartender never gets killed. But... as the stranger neared the door... No, man, the bartender got it worse than anybody. Here. This one's on the house, if you can remember his face. if you can remember his face. Thanks, but no thanks. I'm clearing out of here, boys, because I think he's headed this way. Well, thank you, boys! You all take care. # Soy un hombre muy honrado Que me gusta lo mejor # A mujeres no me faltan Ni el dinero, ni el amor # Finitando mi caballo Por la sierra, yo me voy # Las estrellas y la luna Ellas me dicen donde voy # Ay ay ay ay, ay ay mi amor # Ay, mi morena de mi corazon # Me gusta tocar la guitarra Me gusta cantar el son # El mariachi mi acompana Cuando canto mi cancion # Me gusta tomar mis copas Aguadiente es lo mejor # Tambien la tequila blanca Con sus sales de sabor # Ay ay ay ay, ay ay mi amor # Ay, mi morena de mi corazon (GUITAR SOLO) (CHEERS AND APPLAUSE) # Me gusta tocar la guitarra Me gusta cantar el son # El mariachi me acompana Cuando canto mi cancion # Me gusta tomar mis copas Aguadiente es lo mejor # Tambien la tequila blanca Con sus sales de sabor! # Ay ay ay ay, ay ay mi amor # Ay mi morena de mi corazon # Ay ay ay ay, ay ay mi amor # Ay mi morena de mi corazon...! # (ONE PERSON CLAPS) (KNOCK ON DOOR) (KNOCK ON DOOR) Who is it? It's your only friend. Ouch! Don't you think you're being a little too cautious? One day you'll lay down too hard on that thing and blow your brains out. What do you want? He's there. I mentioned his name and they freaked. Bucho's there? One second they weren't listening to a word I said, I mentioned him ` boom! ` they wanted more. And, suddenly, they got very interested in who you were. I laid the story down nice and thick. How thick? Pretty thick. Told them you were the biggest Mexican I'd ever seen. I exaggerated a little but they bought it. They're shitting bricks. Where do I go? Start at the Tarasco Bar. Try and keep it from turning into a fucking bloodbath. Not like last time. That one wasn't my fault. Of course not. They started it. Whatever. Just remember Bucho's the one you want. Without his underlings, he's dead. Save your bullets. Suddenly, you're my big brother? Well, I do feel some responsibility for you, yeah. May I ask you something? What happens when he's dead? When Bucho's dead, it's over. He is the last one. End of payback? Eye for an eye? Are you finally gonna be satisfied? I think so. I hope so. Cos I don't have the stomach for this any more. You never did. Neither did you. # Foraneo llega # Al puerto del alma # Usando el mar # Hasta que llegare # Foraneo llega # Al puerto del alma # Usando el mar # Hasta que llegare # Foraneo llega # Al puerto del alma # Usando el mar # Hasta que llegare # (BANGS CAR) Out of the way! Que fuerte la luz, cabron! Bucho, I just called the bar in Zaragoza. There was no answer. Let me know if you hear anything. OK. Bye. I want a close lookout on all operations. That means triple checking even our regular customers. I'll handle it. Where's my car? Is it finished? How long do I have to wait? I didn't like it. I sent it back. You sent it back? I could've built it myself. What's this? My sister's nephew. He wants to show you his fighting abilities. You call this an audition? Fighting against Pipon? If he can't beat Cristos, I'm not interested. Get in. Hey, Pipon? Get the fuck outta there. (CHANTING) Cristos! Cristos! Cristos! Cristos! Cristos! Cristos! Cristos! Hey! Hey! Hey! He doesn't look anything special so far. That's more like it, huh? Come on! Aaaaarrrrrggggghhhhh! He'll never dance again. So much for Cristos. Hey, I told you. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Listen. This is what I want you to do. Place extra men around the Tarasco Bar. The Colombians are wondering if I can handle the extra volume. They're watching us. And him? Well, cast that leg up and welcome to the family. * (CAR HORN) (MAN YELLS IN SPANISH) (BOTH SPEAKING SPANISH) I have a house payment. (LAUGHS) Que pasa? Excuse me, but I used to work in a bar, so I know what it's like to wait on people. I wanted to bring to your attention that the service here needs immediate improvement. What do you mean? What do I mean? Our waiter. Where is he? Don't tell me he's still in the bathroom. Our waiter never came back to see if we wanted anything else. We did. He never brought us our check either. We wanted our check so we could get the hell out of here. Here. This should be sufficient. And don't be expecting a tip, either. Hey, if you don't treat me good I won't ask you out. And your beer tastes like piss. We know! Cos we piss in it. That's not all! (LAUGHS) Bad beer, bad service. Don't people know not to come here? (FUNKY MUSIC) Two cervezas. And these are for you. It'll take a minute. Muchos gracias. I wanted to see the guitar. Do you play? Yes. Do you? A little bit. Play something. Not right now. This is my father's. He doesn't play any more. No? There's not much work for a mariachi these days. Now he just watches TV. I am sorry to hear that. He was never that good anyway. Not as good as I'm gonna be. Listen to this. (STRUMS TUNE) Loosen your fingers a little bit. Like this. You know what I mean? Loosen them up. How do you do that? All right. Give me this. Forget this hand. You want to get faster? Here's the secret. (STRUMS TUNE) Got it? Good. Practise the A's. Every day. All day. Next time I'll... show you how to play a tune using what you've learned. Practise. (PLAYS TUNE) (CHURCH BELLS RING) Los cabrones aqui. This reminds me of a joke. This guy comes into a bar, walks up to the bartender and says, "I got me a bet for you." "I'll bet you $300 that I can piss into that glass over there without spilling a drop." The bartender looks ` the glass is 10 feet away. He says, "You're gonna bet me $300 that you can piss standing over here way over there into that glass without spilling a drop?" This guy looks at him and says, "That's right." Bartender says, "You've got a bet." The guys says, "OK. Here we go." Pulls out his thing. Looking at the glass. Thinking about the glass. Dick ` glass. Dick ` glass. Dick ` glass. Dick ` glass. Dick ` glass. And then phooow! He lets rip. And he's pissing all over the place. He's pissing on the bar, on the stools, on the floor, on the phone, on the bartender. He's pissing everywhere except the fucking glass. OK. The bartender is laughing his ass off. He's $300 richer. Tears dripping off his face. He says, "You fucking idiot." "You got it in everything except the glass." "You owe me $300, puta." He goes, "Excuse me just a second." And he goes to the back of the bar. At the back is a couple of guys playing pool. He walks over. Comes back. "Here you are, Mr Bartender, $300." The bartender says, "Why the fuck are you so happy? You lost $300." The guy says, "See those guys?" "I just bet them $500 apiece that I could piss on your bar, on your floor, on your phone and piss on you, and not only would you not be mad about it, you'd be happy. (LAUGHS) That's some funny shit, huh? You'd be happy about it. (LAUGHS) Hey. Guess what? He didn't check out. And you,... you checked out just fine. Well, I knew I would, because me and Bucko we go way back. Bucho. Him, too. And... this guy,... I just met him today. Good work, by the way. Good that you cross the i's and dot the t's. It's cool, ese. Lead the way. OK. Cabrone. * In there? That's disgusting. What do you want? I'm just looking for work. There's no work here. I see. Well,... is there something to drink? Is there something in the guitar case? Yeah. What? My guitar. Are you sure you don't want to hear me play before you say there is no work? We just want to see what's in the case. If it's like you say it is, you can drink all you want. But I told you already. I'm a musician. This is my guitar. Don't touch it! Get him away from there! Hurry it up! How are you doing? What is it? It's a guitar. It's a guitar. I've heard stories of a guitar case full of guns. Just had to make sure. It's him! Well, well, yes, it's me, it's me. I'm not against you guys. So keep it down. I'm just looking for a man who calls... Matalo! Not yet. (GUNFIRE IN BAR) What the fuck is going on?! Is that goin' on right now? (No! Por alla!) What the fuck's going on, man? Friends of yours? I have no fucking idea what's going on here! Shit! You missed me! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Up! Come here. I'm looking for a man who calls himself Bucho. That's all. But you had to do it the hard way. Listen to me. I don't want to kill you. I just want you to take me to him. Understand what I'm saying? Trying to shoot me in the back? Fucker! (GUNS CLICK) Ooh! Hey! If you want to go,... go. If you're gonna stay,... relax. (GUNS CLICK) (GUNS CLICK) (GUNS CLICK) Fuck you! # The strange face of love # Don't look back, don't look back # He's right on your trail # Don't look back, don't look back # He's just a step away from hell # Don't look back, don't look back # Into this strange face of love # Strange face of love (ROCK MUSIC) (SHOUTS IN SPANISH) # Don't look back, don't look back # He's right on your trail # Don't look back, don't look back # He's just a step away from hell # Don't look back, don't look back # Into this strange face of love # * The money's still in the back. So is the pick-up. The pick-up guy has three bullets in his head. Tavo must've shot him. Where's Tavo? Tavo's outside, boss. Where? Two blocks up. Tell him to get his ass over here! I want to know what happened. He's dead, boss. (SOUND OF GUITAR BEING STRUMMED) (PLAYS SLOW TUNE) OK, boss, whoever it was, they didn't come looking for the money. No. They came looking for me. You've heard stories of that man that carries a guitar case full of weapons. Bucho, those are stories, man. That's all they are ` stories. I know. I couldn't believe it... Can't you see that we are fucking closed?! We need to find him right away. You said we're being watched by the Colombians. So we need to move quickly. He's probably left town by now. He knows I'm here now. He's not going anywhere. Where am I? The book store. The book-store cafe. Oh... What the hell did you give me? Painkillers. I'm operating. Where is everybody? I closed early so no-one would come around. Well, actually, no-one would be coming around anyway. Why? Nobody reads. Is it yours ` all those books? It's mine. My parents passed away. They left me the building and some money. I have an apartment upstairs. (GROANS) Why a book store? This town never had a book store. So... I get this bright idea. (GROANS) Are you sure you know what you're doing? Why a book store, huh? All right, all right. Isn't there a hospital? Trust me, you don't wanna go to a hospital here. You'll never find work in this town. What? The guitar. Nobody hires musicians around here. (LAUGHS) I know. I use it to pick up girls. Yeah? Yeah. Argh! Come on! (BULLET CLINKS) Oops! You see this? I see this. That one had your name on it. Yeah? Yeah. You don't even know my name. That's right. I don't know your name. You smoke? No. Argh! God! Thanks. It's the least I can do for you after saving my life. Have a couple more. What is it? Painkillers. Hot water. Shit! What are you doing to me? I'm sorry. Relax. Crazy. Here, this is the cold water. (GROANS) Better? Let's stitch you up. Oh... Go on, get out of here! Ssssssssssssss! Tut-tut. No. I know who you are. Really? You are that guy you always hear stories about. You kill drug dealers. I'm looking for Bucho. Do you know him? I hope you don't think you can take Bucho all by yourself. You know him? Yeah. I have a few friends I can call. They owe me a favour. Don't complain. That would be straight if you hadn't been moving around. That one's worse. Who did that one? I did. A long time ago. I don't even want to know what that is. Well, it saved my life more than once. You can have it. Oh, no. Thanks. No? No. I'm OK. Will you help me? I don't think I can help you. OK. OK. I need to leave my things here for a few minutes. Oh. OK. I can trust you, right? Yeah. Really? Yeah. All right. Where are you going? I have to go to church. What for? To confess my sins. I'm a sinner. I know. (GROANS) Er,... did I thank you? No, you didn't. OK. I will. Bucho, what do you think? Bullet-proof windows, sidings, the hood, eh? Just what you asked for. Listen, there are no more pick ups scheduled today except for the one on Egaldo. Stay away from there. The rest of the town is game. Take this car and find him! I'll take my truck. Take the car! That's what I bought it for. If you see someone you don't know, kill him. I can't take any more chances. Ba-boom! (LAUGHS) Bullet-proof glass on the sunroof. Works as a shield when you're shooting from the top. Look at this guy. It works. Now go and get him. Zamira! I want you to take her with you. You need all the help you can get. You, too. * (CHURCH BELL RINGS) (SPURS JANGLE) Bless me, Father, for I have just killed quite a few men. No shit. I heard you cleaned out the Tarasco Bar. Nice job, asshole. Now you'll have every hit man in Coahuila looking for you. Things got out of hand. Couldn't avoid it. I told you, no more bloodbaths. I told you, Bucho is the last one. After him I'm finished. No, I'm finished. They killed the woman you loved, OK. Then they shot through your hand. Two points. Hey, wake up. There is no payback for that. Walk away. Trust me, this is one you won't wanna see through to the end. What do you mean? I've done some checking around, and Bucho is not someone you want to mess with. Trust me. I cannot leave without Bucho. You don't expect to live much longer, fine. I do. You need any more help, don't call me. Call your friends, Campa and Quino. They're crazy anyway. I should be able to come to you. You! Those days are gone. Wait! Hey! Come on. Good luck. Don't get shot. Did you want confession? Eh? Er,... maybe later, Father. Cos where I'm going, I'll just have to come right back. (PHONE RINGS) Hello? Yeah? Er, look,... I didn't call about it before because um,... I could handle it. Yes. He's got no place to go. I've got my men on him right now. What do you mean you brought someone in? How long has he been here? Well, who is he? What are you talking about? We can handle it. Someone like that will just tear the place up, will make a lot of noise. What does your guy look like? Well, I've got to know or the wrong people might get killed. Next time I'll call you sooner, but I knew I could handle this. Hello? Hello! Shit! What's the number to the phone in my car? Fuckheads, what's the number to the phone in my car? The number! It's a new car, boss. (GUNSHOT, HORSE WHINNIES) What is the fucking number to the phone in my car?! (INDISTINCT CHATTER) What the fuck are you doing? Get away from me. You can't leave. I need you. I dreamt about her again last night. So what? Listen to me, you shit! What?! You are right. You are right. Maybe I should quit. Now you're talking sense. Let me tell you, you keep this up, it'll be over quick. (GROANS) Hey! (AUTOMATIC GUNFIRE) Get in here! Watch it! Watch it! (MEN SHOUT) (GROANS) Hey, yeah. It's me again. About the man you sent in ` what does he look like? Just so that I know. So my people don't get confused. Dark hair, dark skin. Yeah, I figured that much. Can you give me details? A tattoo on his chest. A tattoo of a woman on his chest. Yeah. What else? Any weapons? Throwing knives. And? And pay-phone money so he can call you with progress reports. Yes. OK. That should do it. Thanks. Yeah. We'll stay out of his way. Thank you. Fuck! This is what I was talking about. Our own people are watching us. He's been here since this morning, checking up on us. Bastards! Go and find him. Find who? There's no-one else. He's been claimed as one of the Colombians. They just won't admit that they're trying to go after you. I know there's someone else out there. I want to find him now. Who else is there? The guitar player? The guy is a myth. A myth. You are not a believer. That will be your downfall. I'm going with you. I can't leave this up to you any more. Now my ass is on the line. (FLAMENCO GUITAR MUSIC) Benito, why aren't you practising, huh? I told you, man. Every day, all day. I can't play this guitar. Come on. Where are you going? I'm gonna get my guitar. I'll wait here. It's right over there. What's over there? My guitar. I wanna show you it. I've been practising. (KLAXON) You must be careful. Stay back. No-one else is supposed to be here. (CAR HORN) See? Here it comes. See? Now, this one I can play. Don't even think about it. Give me the guitar. Give me the guitar! Go away. Shit. This is your father's guitar? Is this why he doesn't work any more, huh? They switch guitars every few days. What do you get out of it? My father doesn't have to work. He sits at home and watches TV. My dad says they hide it all over. Ladies with baby carriages, the church, book stores. Ask Carolina. She'll tell you. She does the same thing. * (SCREAMS) Jesus! What the hell did you tell him, huh? Who? You work for him, right? I work for nobody. I wanna know what the fuck you said! I said nothing. Nothing?! I don't know what you're talking about. You told him I was at the church. I haven't said anything. Look at me now! You are protecting him! If I was protecting him, I would've told him you were here by now. Why don't you want him dead? I don't want anybody dead. You should see that killing him is not the answer. I see that you are no better than he is. The same shit. Anybody can be bought. No. Not anybody. You're so good, huh? You see this book store? It's my book store. Somebody comes and drops something off. A few days later it's picked up. How much? How much? I rent out space. That's all I do. How much?! Just the bathroom. How much does he pay you?! Oh. $50,000 a year. $50,000? Cash. Look at you. You're a mess again. Come here. (GASPS) On the counter. I didn't open this place just to see it fail. It wasn't making money. I would've had to close. One day Bucho walks in with a suitcase full of money. He says, "Take this and go about your own business, and I will give you $50,000 a year." They've done it with a lot of people around here. They use our businesses as fronts. I used some of the money to keep this place open. I stashed the rest thinking, if someday things started to get really bad round here, I'd have the money to leave. But I can't leave. Cos once you're in, you can't get out. The closest thing I had to a real brother was just killed. I cannot stop what it is I have to do. I cannot. Damn it! Do you need some help with that? Oh, no, I was trying to move my cash register. I needed a new one anyway. So, what brings you out here? I don't come around much any more, do I? No. How have you been? I've been OK. Business? Business is good. About as good as it can be. (LAUGHS) I told you. Book stores? (LAUGHS) Not in this town. And you? I am looking for someone that's threatening our business. You may have heard about the bar this morning. Oh yeah. There was a shooting, huh? Have you seen anyone around that may look...? Suspicious? No. (Fuck.) The guy I'm looking for is obviously dangerous, (CARTRIDGE CLICKS) so I'm not asking you to confront him. But if you see him,... (CLICKS) will you call me? Sure. I mean,... we can't have any more shootings. No. But I haven't seen him. (CLICKS) You wouldn't lie to me, would you, Carolina? No. (DING!) (LAUGHS) That's some mess you've got. Yeah. I'd better clean it up. Thank you for the coffee. You'll call me? Yes, if I see him, I'll make sure and call you. (MOUTHS) Is that him? Yes. You're not doing anything to him around here. You'll get us both killed. I don't wanna die over this. Stay away from the windows before they see you. (MUSIC) This one's not so bad. Actually, it's almost straight. Why didn't you tell him I was here? I don't know. I know you think he's a terrible person. Honey, he is. He is. Not really. He's got a good side to him. That's the only thing that can save him. Yeah. What is this? That was for you. It was for me? It's not for me any more, right? OK. You can have it. I didn't get you a case since you already have one. It's beautiful. Thank you. And I was thinking maybe you could clear out the guns and put this in instead. Maybe. Play something. No. Come on. Let me help you. No. Ow! I'm sorry. No, I can't play any more. Why? Look at my hand. It's... I can't. We can improvise. I'll help you. Improvise? Yeah. Do you play? Um,... a little. All right. (GIGGLES) That's not even a note. Oh, yes. Let me show you. Put these two fingers... Two fingers. Like this? Yeah. (PLAYS TUNE) (ROMANTIC MUSIC) (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) * Ahh! (SCREAMS WITH PLEASURE) Ah! (COUGHS) Nino, he's in the book store. Yeah, I'm sure of it. Well, check it out anyway. If he's in there and she's hiding him, kill them both. Make it look like an accident. It's a book store. Burn it down. # Quedati aqui # En mis brasos # Quedati aqui # Para mi # Y no me digas # Que me amas # No me digas que me adoras # Dime solo que te quedas # Un vida junto ami # Llevame por alli # Llevame en tu lugar # Donde ya no tenga que jurar # Donde ya no tenga # Que mentir # Donde solo exista para ti # Y no me preguntas si te quiero # Que no te preocupe lo que pienso # Que yo soy completamente tuyo # A mi manera # Pero ha cambio quiero ser tu sueno # Yo no me conformo con tus besos # Quiero darte # Todo lo que siento y mas # Que es un... # (SCREAMS) Move! Come on! Hurry up! Take this. What? Take this. Move! Come on! Come on! Wait. Wait. Wait. Here. You look great. Thank you. Where are we going? Downstairs, out the front. Take this. Jesus Christ! Hey! Hey! What are you doing? Let me go. Let's get out of here! Let's go! Go! Go! Go! I'm sorry, darling. I'm sorry. That's him. That's Bucho? Uh-huh. I can get a clear shot of him from here. Motherfucker. What? What are you doing? Shoot him. Shoot him. Can't you see? But can't you see? He's going to kill me. Damn it! Hey! What's wrong? You had the perfect chance. What's the matter with you? Why didn't you shoot him? Come on. Come on. Come on! Wait a minute! It's one thing if you can't find someone running around the city, hiding any place he chooses. I can understand that. Now, what I can't understand is how can you let him get away when you knew where he was? You drive around town, you see someone you don't know, you shoot them. How hard is that, huh? Look over there. I don't know him. Never seen him before. Look, he has a gun. Must be him! Hey. Now, how hard is that, huh? It's that easy. Look. Who are those guys? I've never seen them either. Now, how hard is that? Huh? Bang! Think you can handle that? Or I got to do everything myself? I'll handle it. You bet your ass you'll handle it. Take my car! That's what I bought it for. Zamira, you stay here. I need somebody competent to guard me in his place. Hurry up! It wasn't always like this, you know. I can see that. I was a musician. Were you any good? I was OK. They shot my hand. You know, it's easier to pull the trigger than play guitar. Easier to destroy than to create. They killed the woman I loved. They ruined my life. Bucho's men were responsible for that. Why didn't you kill Bucho? All right. Here's the plan. You can still get away without me having to kill him. You have money. There is no money. What? It's gone. I had it hidden in the books. It burned. (LAUGHS) Shit. I have nothing. Nothing. Great. Oh, shit. What about calling your friends? Campa. Quino. They would destroy the city. And Bucho would still get away. No, forget it. It might not matter to you, but he'll follow me everywhere I go until I'm dead. It does matter to me. Campa? Is Quino there? How fast can the two of you get to Santa Cecilia? I'll be looking for you. Hey, thanks. Hey, Campa? Bring your guitars. * (ROCK MUSIC) Give me the strength to be what I want. And forgive me for what I am. (ROCK MUSIC) (ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES) Back together again, eh? Yeah. (CRACKS VERTEBRAE) Let's play. (GUNFIRE) Cover yourself. Fuck. No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o! (LOW CONVERSATIONS IN SPANISH) 50 mililitros y cuarto. I'm not sure this is the place. This is the place. I'm going with you. Manito? What are you doing here? I thought I was looking for the devil himself. And all this time it was my own brother. I didn't know it was you, Cesar. I only found out this morning. I ought to kill you right now. You disgraced me. I always knew you were up to no good, Cesar. I never thought you'd go this far. My little brother comes here to teach me a lesson, show me what's right from wrong. You are a guitar player. Why the fuck are you killing my men, ruining my business? Your men killed the woman I loved. But you killed them. So what do you want from me? I don't set out to kill innocent people You just buy innocent people. You don't kill them until you've run out of use for them, of course. Isn't she the woman you love now? When we take away something, we replace it with something else. She's a real piece of work. Trust me, I know. Sorry about the book store. I've always told you it'd go up in smoke. Had I known it was my kid brother you were fucking, I would have acted differently. Cesar, I have learned to read the eyes of many men. What do you read in mine? Defeat, brother. Defeat. Defeat? Look at you. You came here to kill me. Papa wouldn't be so proud of you any more. You were his little guitarrista. His little mariachi. Now you're just a piece of shit like me. You want to kill me? Let me tell you something ` you have already killed me. Put your hands up, Manito. Let's get out of here. Put them up! I'm sorry, Manito, but I can't have you acting heroic when I punish Carolina for betraying me. But let me do this and we will be even. A clean slate. You have killed my men. OK, what's done is done. And I'm finished anyway. But now, I kill Carolina. And you get to watch. Goodbye, Carolina. Everyone I've killed: someone's father, someone's son, someone's brother. Practise. Where are you going? I don't know. Carolina, did I thank you? No. I will. # I know it's raining, baby # I'm stripped of all my pride # I stand here at your door # Sick of all the lies # Ohhhh! # So... I want you to thank me right now. Thank you. # A strange woman kissed me # A tattoo in her eye # I needed something # What I came here for # Love and mercy # Keeps me searching # Just in case. It's a long ride to the next town. # Forget about the past # Forget about the deal # I'm going back to the house that love built, love built # Nowhere to go # No way to tell # If I'm nearer to heaven or one step closer to hell # Closer to hell # Forget about the deal # I'm going back to the house that love built, love built. # IMS Subtitles STEVEN FINBOW Captioning NZ 2002 Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. www.able.co.nz Able 2019