The Unknown Hitman: The Story of El Cholo Adrián

PARTS OF THIS STORY ARE BASED ON REAL EVENTS.

EVENTS AND CHARACTERS ARE TOTALLY FICTIONAL.

Ice pops! Ice cream!

Strawberry, chocolate, vanilla.

Ice pops! Ice cream! Ice cream! Ice pops!

Strawberry, chocolate and vanilla ice pops.

A strawberry ice pop, please.

Strawberry.

Strawberry for the baby.

I want eggnog, please.

Eggnog.

Ice pops! Ice cream!

Ice cream! Ice pops!

Strawberry, chocolate, vanilla.

Ice cream! Ice pops!

Ice pops! We also have strawberry.

Ice pops!

Stand by, little birds.

Stand by. The party is about to start.

Good afternoon, my friends. Do you want an ice pop?

To fight the heat, that's all.

Not now, go your way. Thanks.

Come on! I got chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry.

I said no, get out!

How cheap of you, buddy.

Who the fuck is Osorio?

-Name? -Karla Marquez.

Who are you here to see?

Cholo Adrian.

Hello, my love.

I'll be singing at a new club tomorrow.

I'm getting paid a lot of money.

I'm sorry you can't be there.

What happened?

Aren't you happy for me?

I'm worried about your safety.

My love.

All your men are tailing me all the time.

Yes, but it's not the same.

That's a public place. There will be a lot of people there.

I can take care of myself.

I don't want anything happening to you.

I get it.

Good afternoon, gentlemen. Welcome.

The new Scala complex will have a new office here,

in Sinaloa.

Our real estate development

has new condos overlooking the sea

and access to all services.

We're looking for the remaining capital

here in Mexico,

and Europe.

As you can see in the business plan,

we expect our company to start generating profits

starting from the third year.

However,

as it's already a tradition in our family,

part of these profits will be set aside

for jobs generating actions and social order,

such as the construction of new roads,

community centers, and many other projects

here, in Sinaloa.

I have a question.

And I'm sure all the investors here

want to know the answer.

Is this company,

or is someone in your family,

involved in drug trafficking?

You have the right to ask me that question,

but remember, gentlemen,

I didn't choose to have a brother like that.

I was never involved with Isidro.

In fact, I tried to get him out

of drug trafficking, but...

it was impossible.

And who is responsible for the finances of your company?

Me.

Constanza Roman Garcia.

I'm the only person responsible for financial movements

within this company.

Here, gentlemen,

not a single move is made without my consent.

Any other questions?

So...

can you guarantee

that under no circumstances

your company

will be used for money laundering?

I can guarantee it.

You have my word.

Okay. Look over your business plans.

I want the first and last names of all of Mr. Donovan's family,

a list of companies where he's invested, and the politicians he has supported.

I don't care if it's the president of Mexico himself!

-Got it? -Of course, Mrs. Coty.

What is this?

What have we here?

Little sis.

Let me introduce you to Mr. Osorio.

He's from Colombia, but it seems like...

he's after the wrong cartel, right?

The Sinaloa cartel, perhaps?

Well, we must remind Mr. Osorio that such a cartel...

no longer exists.

Chato has been extradited,

but rumors are running that very soon,

El Cholo...

will get out of jail.

And he's going to reorganize his people.

This bastard's a joker, ain't he?

Well, it's just that.

Rumors.

But now,

I'll tell you something with the utmost certainty and respect

that a distinguished person... such as yourself deserves.

You have two choices.

The first one,

you must call your bosses in the Colombian mountains

and tell them that now they're going to do business with us.

Second...

your body goes back in little pieces with a warning note for your bosses.

Which one do you prefer?

I got it all planned out already.

Do you know what is the first thing I'll do when I get out of here?

What?

A giant wedding for us to get married.

With mariachis, the whole nine yards.

And the second thing I'll do when I get out of here?

Eh?

The same day,

I'm going to start making many babies.

-Really? -Yes.

With whom?

I don't want to be a housewife taking care of kids all day.

-Don't you? -I don't.

-Really? -I don't.

What are you saying? That I should look for another woman or what?

No, Cholo.

First, I have to focus on being an artist.

"Focus on being an artist."

I know many artists who have kids.

And they are successful too.

Good for them.

But I plan to go through life slowly.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Focusing on you...

and my career.

I like it. That's good.

Okay.

Yes, boss.

Lobo, I want you to put four more men to look after her.

Okay, boss.

How's the boss?

Looking forward to getting out.

How is your queen?

Gorgeous.

Beautiful.

But she's very stubborn.

She'll be singing at a new place and I'm worried about her safety.

You have more than enough reasons.

You can never lower your guard.

How did you do it in your times, Mr. Farias?

Thank God,

my wife was a stay-at-home woman,

with the kids.

That helped me to keep her safe.

But I got scared from time to time.

Karla is not a stay-at-home woman.

Don't worry.

She's still young.

When she becomes a mother,

she'll change the corridos for lullabies by herself.

I hope so.

CUMBIA'S COLOSSUS

Who are you?

This is my dressing room.

Your dressing room?

Yes.

They told me I'd have my own dressing room.

Well, you don't.

This is what you get, if you like it.

If not, then go get dressed in the bathroom.

How rude.

I need you to leave.

I need to change clothes.

In case you hadn't noticed, all those people who are there

have been made by me.

You know what? I'm the one who's leaving.

It's wonderful for me be here tonight, beautiful Culiacán.

Even when I tell the same jokes, you keep coming back.

Who's more foolish? Me or who?

I was remembering

that dude who...

Well, you know that we're very religious,

that dude who went to mass, El Cholo,

right?

That man, Cholito, went to mass at the church.

They were receiving communion.

Suddenly the Father saw Cholito and said, "Fuck you".

El Cholo was standing in line, right?