Diablo

Where's the money?

- You've already been paid in full.

Deal has changed.

I want everything.

I don't think so.

Gracias .

Hola, Papi.

How was your day?

The usual.

Usual?

Hey, baby.

Okay.

- I've got a party here next week

for some prospective business partners,

and I'd like you to attend.

Do I have to?

Yes.

- No, no! - Who are you talking with?

Ah, nobody. No!

Oy, Papa .

- Felipe. - No, no.

Felipe?

Ciao.

Eh. - Pa.

- Your mother was so good at this stuff.

I'm not. You know that.

Hey, babe, wait.

- Yeah, I can see that you're a caveman.

Yes, I am, the worst.

And it always help having beauty around, like you.

- So I wouldn't be there because of my brain?

Yes.

Or my razor-sharp wit.

Yes, you can bring them.

Just maybe don't deploy them, okay?

Is that a yes?

- Mm. - Is that a yes?

Sure.

But you owe me.

Ciao, Carlos .

- Okay, sir, it is time to close.

Have you tried this cake?

Uh,

I like it a lot.

I take a piece home when there is leftover.

Have you tried this cake?

No.

Not today, sir.

Uh, uh, mm, not this one.

- Have you given yourself a gift this week,

Alex?

- I'm sorry sir, but I have to close.

Sit.

Listen to me.

You must learn to give yourself a gift once a week.

Life is shorter than you think.

And small things are the ones that really matter.

Please don't hurt me.

Open.

Ah.

Mm.

It's good?

Thank you, Alex.

Get out.

Now!

I can take you home, Alex.

No! Puta.

No.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Wiping now.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Shit.

Ah! No, what the fuck!

Oh, help me!

Ah! Ah!

You.

You were the breach,

the chink in the armor.

You opened the door and she was taken.

Who was he?

Mm.

What did he look like?

- And you expect me to believe that a homeless bum,

whose face you couldn't see,

walks across the street

from the local fucking food bank

and decide to single-handedly

take out two armed bodyguards.

I want every goddamn gangbanger,

hustler,.

A significant sum.

Ah! Stop!

Stop!

Ah, stop the car!

Ah. Ah!

Hey! Hey!

Hey, stop running! - Ah, no! Ah.

Help!

I just wanna talk to you, okay

Hey!

Stop running.

Hey!

Hey, stop running.

All right, calm down. Stop running, okay?

You speak English?

You speak English? - Yes!

You, you thirsty?

- I'm not drinking that. You're probably trying to drug me.

I'm not trying to drug you.

It's there if you want it.

And don't run anywhere, okay?

I just.

I want you to see something.

You see that?

- Hmm. - Take a look. Okay?

Take a look at it.

I was friends with your mother.

That was before you were born.

Congratulations.

But right now, you're a psychotic kidnapper.

You locked me in the trunk of a car!

You're a fucking lunatic!

- Calm down, calm down. I'm not here to hurt you.

I don't trust you.

You can trust me. Look at me.

Your mother, she sent me here to come get you.

Bullshit.

My mother has been dead for five years!

I know.

Your mother made me promise

if anything ever happened to her,

that I would find you

and I would come and take you away from Vicente.

What keep you?

It's a long story.

Look, I'm sorry I locked you in the trunk of the car, okay?

I didn't have a choice.

I just needed to get as much distance between us

and the city as possible.

I'm sorry about that,

but I'm telling you the truth. - Prove it!

I will, later.

But right now, we need to get back inside that car.

- I'm not going anywhere with you.

Please.

No.

Goddamnit.

Okay.

- You might as well shoot me here,

but I'm not getting back in the car!

You take the gun.

Look, I'm putting the gun on the floor.

All right, the gun's yours.

You can take it.

You can sit in the back seat if you want

and keep the gun trained at me the whole time.

I won't even look at you if you don't want.

But we need to get back inside that car right now!

What? You wanna stay out here the whole night?

Come on, take the gun!

- You want me to believe that this is loaded? Fuck yourself.

Pull the trigger.

Jesus Christ!

Okay, you believe me now?

- Now, get back in the car right now.

Now, take me back home.

It's not happening.

- Yes, it is. Turn the car or I'll shoot.

- We both know you're not gonna shoot anybody.

Now, just sit back, calm down.

It's gonna be a long drive.

You said my mother asked you

to take me from Vicente, my dad.

So that means you know who he is, right?

Oh yeah, I know exactly

who that son of a bitch- - Yeah, and rich

and powerful man.

And when you're a rich and powerful man,

you protect what's yours,

which mean lessons of firearms for everyone,

especially his little girl.

Okay.

- Now, turn the car around or I'll shoot!

- You're gonna shoot me?

Really? In cold blood?

- Yeah. - I don't think so.

Don't test me. I'll do it.

Oh yeah, you're gonna do it?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

- Yeah. - You think so?

Go on then. - I'm not scared of you.

Knock yourself out.

What the fuck? Are you crazy?

Jesus Christ! What are you doing?

- Oh, I see! You put an empty shell in the mag, asshole!

- You're actually gonna try and kill me?

Dude, you kidnapped me.

You're probably going to rape me and kill me.

Of course, I fucking tried to kill you.

Asshole! - Give me that!