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Hey, Misionero.
- At last, eh? - About time.
Let's see what's there.
-Totally pure. -C'mon...
There was a fucking checkpoint on every fucking corner!
The Leyras are up our ass. They want to control the free market.
They want us to buy directly from them.
Shit! Then what the fuck are we doing?
This is my neighborhood, asshole, I call the shots here.
You do as I say, or I'm not paying you shit.
So move, asshole. Get to work.
-All done? -That's all of them.
Let's go.
Misionero, when are you gonna lend me your sister?
Already sick of giving blowjobs?
Hi, Rosita. What if I asked you out to a party after your shift?
-Dont' bug me. You better clear out. -Rosita...
Okay, asswipe! Stop playing Romeo and get to work.
Move it!
-All good, Linda? -Come in, kid.
Look at him!
Look how skinny he is, a bag of bones.
My mom says maybe I got a tapeworm.
Take a sandwich. We can't let this tapeworm starve.
Watch out, that's a lot of money for a kid like you.
-Whatever you need we're here. -Okay.
He's seen us.
- What happened? - We're in deep shit.
A bunch of assholes with guns.
One of them almost caught me, but I got away.
Open up. They're still lurking around.
Come in.
Motherfuckers!
Lower your gun, asshole.
On the ground! Hands behind you!
From now on anyone who wants to sell has to do it through the Firm.
They'll get a paycheck depending on the work they've done.
Those who don't obey, will be executed.
Come on!
No! No!
No! No! No!
- No! - What?
You're fucked, asshole!
- You're fucked! - No!
No! No!
- Resign yourself. - No! No!
Accept your fucking destiny.
No! No!
This will happen to those who don't cooperate with the Firm.
To all those who dare to disobey.
Go and tell everyone that we showed you mercy.
We sacrificed one soul to save the rest.
Tell everyone that we want peace and work for all.
Cut.
Upload it to the web.
I come to pay my respects.
Come in.
I brought this.
We made a collection in the squadron.
My "rabbit" wasn't perfect.
He was only a kid.
I don't even think he was ready to be a father.
But one thing's for sure,
he wouldn't have double-crossed you, not even with the narcos.
He was one of us. But now you need this.
You know that he was good.
My rabbit was good.
Why are they saying all that stuff about him?
I don't know.
-The Army says what it has to say. -And you?
He liked you. He respected you.
Why do you betray him like this?
Why do you let them talk about him this way?
I'm sorry.
Wait.
Don't go... please.
Don't go.
Thank you... for coming, for your help.
I know you're good.
I know it's not your fault.
Thank you so much.
: Those beloved by God laugh!
Those beloved by God cry!
Those beloved by God are alive!
Hallelujah, my brethren!
Let us not waste this moment.
Let us focus on ourselves, on our psyche. Let us unite with God.
>Sit down and do not miss this communion with Christ our Lord.
>He is intense. Real.
>He is the light.
>I invite you my brethren to dedicate your lives,
your souls, your bodies, your prayers,
to Christ our Lord.
>We are the instruments of the Lord!
>Never forget that.
Hey! Hey!
>So, you remained onboard alone and the crew abandoned the ship?
I told you: an engine caught fire, the crew panicked.
I stayed to save the ship from sinking.
-You are the owner of the ship? -It's owned by my family's business.
-You are heading to Gioia Tauro? -I'm headed to Gioia Tauro.
so just give me any paperwork to fill out so I can trans-ship my merch.
>The problem is that we have no record of any shipwrecked crew.
I didn't bring the ship here myself, sir.
We will need to conduct an inquiry to find out what happened to the crew.
We will unload your containers and store them for a Customs check.
Every hour here costs my company hundreds of thousands of dollars.
I'm sorry about your money but we will do as I say.
My friend!
-Do you speak English? -Yes, I speak English.
Awesome. Do you have any Tetrabenazine?
No, sorry.
What about Risperdal or Brotopon?
We have Dozic but you need a prescription.
I don't have one, so can you just help me? It's urgent.
- Sorry but without a... - Come on, just help me out.
- I really need it. - I am sorry, I cannot.
Excuse me. I'm really sick, okay?
And I really need it, so can you just please give me the Dozic?
But you need a prescription. I cannot help you.
Fuck you, man!
Fuck you!
Hey, my friend. Relax. There is no problem that can't be solved.
-Don't touch me. -Senegal is a welcoming country.
Anything you need, I can help you find it.
Don't fucking touch me.
You need help? I can help you. You need special medicine?
Yes.
: My friend! Keep an eye on my stuff.
Come on.
: Hey, man, how you doing?
Cool. This guy wants medication.
>To stop spasms.
Let's go.
Come on.
Baylo, sit here.
Wait here.
I have this.
Uh... That's not what I'm looking for.
It's what I have. You need anything else?
The port of Dakar offers many gifts.
Luxury bags made in China,
sunglasses from Italy, watches from France...
What about weed?
I'm sorry, Chris. It's my fault.
No... Come on.
Don't be ridiculous.
- How you doing? You okay? - Yeah.
Well, you look terrible.
We gotta go.
This is the guy you hired.
-Miss Lynwood. -Omar. -My pleasure.
I hear you're the best fixer in all of Senegal.
We are what we are thanks to our friends, Miss Lynwood.
Emma. Call me Emma.
- May I? - Sure.
Thanks.
: Thank you for seeing us, Commissioner.
Your ship was not authorized to dock at this port.
Correct, our merchandise is blocked by Customs for inspection.
>But in our business time is a decisive factor.
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