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THE ACERO DYNASTY
Help me!
Boom goes the dynamite!
You have to admit Romero did a great job
getting Aida out of there.
No matter how much you dislike him,
you have to admit he's a very good lawyer.
We want half of what comes in.
And as collateral, we're taking this mongrel.
Like hell you are. Carmencita stays here.
20% of everything I make and we're even.
Now we're talking the same language.
I want to visit my mom's grave.
Rosalinda Negrete's grave.
If there's one thing I reward in this business, it's loyalty.
Here you go. Have fun with her.
Sure, she's got some mileage on her, but that's better.
She can teach you some tricks.
THE ACERO DYNASTY
Doriga was supposed to call when they had the coordinates
to Indio Amaro's ranch.
Maybe he hasn't called because he didn't get the coordinates.
He's supposed to call every half hour.
But he hasn't called in some time.
No, neither of them is answering.
I've got a bad feeling about this.
-What if we look for them? -That's a whole other problem.
We don't know where they are.
Damn it, Doriga couldn't have just disappeared.
When did you last speak to them?
They're supposed to call every half hour.
Damn it!
Death comes for us all.
Sooner or later, it appears like a runaway train.
Andrea's end will come too,
even if she's on the other side.
She could be in Mexico or hell itself.
She took my daughter Elizabeth.
I don't believe it. It all went to hell!
The whole plan went to hell!
-It appears so. -All of it, Bebote!
We couldn't get Indio Amaro's location!
And they killed Domingo!
Sir, I think we have to stop.
- ¿PERDÓN? I beg your pardon?
The thing is...
The thing is what? What did you say?
Did I hear you say "I think"?
You think, idiot? Do I pay you to think?
How much do I pay you?
Well, I don't think very much.
You've got some nerve.
So you don't think very much?
Listen, fool, eyes on the road.
And don't you dare come to a stop
or I'll tear you a new -------, ------------.
I'm surrounded by idiots.
What did Mario say about Domingo doing something
to your daughter?
No ------- idea.
Hello?
It's me, Chenta. I couldn't answer.
This is ------. It all went to ----.
Everything, Chenta.
What's this about trying to escape tomorrow?
It's very dangerous, and it's too soon.
If Indio Amaro finds out I'm trying to betray him,
he'll kill the three of us.
Aren't we dead anyway here?
Yeah, but my parents aren't.
If Indio Amaro finds out, he'll kill us three
and my parents.
I don't want to see Indira Cardenas again,
but I don't want her dying because of me either.
Nicolas, nobody's going to die.
Mario Casas will rescue us.
Jose Angel's giving him something he can't refuse:
The location of the tunnels.
What will that get him?
What everybody wants. Control of the American market.
The Argentine doesn't work with Indio because he wants to
but out of necessity.
If we give him that information, he'll be the one profiting.
How will you give him the location
if he hasn't even told me?
Because I do know where they are.
Well, I know where they end, and that's more than enough.
If you manage to cross, I'll find you.
In the Alamo, a fly doesn't flap its wings
without me hearing about it.
Anyway, you'll have to trust me.
Okay, I'm going to trust in your plan.
It's my only chance to get out of here.
Indio Amaro's getting more obsessed
about me being his son.
You see everything he brought me?
That includes you.
When we're out of here, this'll all be a bad dream.
Now, your dad's going to ask how things went.
You'll have to lie.
Have you ever done it?
What?
What do you mean what? Sex!
No.
Don't be embarrassed.
I wish I had your luck.
I was still a kid when men would put their hands
all over me.
I swear if I could, I'd kill all the men who ever hurt you.
Don't talk about killing again.
Put that behind you.
Now, when Indio asks how it went, you say, "Fine."
Tell him you had fun and describe my boobs to him.
How am I supposed to know?
What happened here? An orgy or what?
And you didn't invite me! Shame on you.
The candidate had a small mishap.
Mishap?
Oh, in Colombia we call mishaps something else.
And you know what?
This place should have coke and whores and music...
Whoa there, Marta Monica.
make yourself useful and help us out.
That's why I'm here. To help.
And help like this is always very much appreciated,
right, sir?
And that's not all.
Look at this. I had these made.
I picked the picture and everything.
I had to have it Photoshopped
because you weren't coming out well.
Nice, huh?
All the women voting for you are going to fall in love.
Take a look.
-It is nice, isn't it? -Yeah.
Know what, Tuti? You've really got initiative.
Initiative is my middle name,
and right now I'm initiating another idea.
I want to be part of this campaign.
Well, with your very generous contribution,
you already are part of this campaign.
Wrong.
I'm not.
Not as chairwoman or your banker.
I want to have a different position in this campaign,
like maybe start at campaign manager and move my way up.
Nothing like the classics.
M67 grenades.
They're so good they've been around since WWII
without modifications to their design.
All at a big discount to you.
I like it, I like it a lot.
But I like that one more.
Ah, the PTR.
Uh-huh.
A fantastic weapon, but it's not for sale.
Maybe I'll ask Jaibo to sell me some.
You can't think you're the only one with these new toys?
Well, that's why I asked you here personally,
to inform you Jaibo won't be running that business anymore.
Then who is? You?
No, Salvador Acero.
Salvador Acero?
I worked with him a while ago.
That's great. I'm glad you know each other.
From here on out, deal directly with him.
-But... -But nothing, sir.
People do what I say and everything flows smoothly.
But so you won't think
I only consider what's mutually beneficial, let's do this.
Uh-huh.
On the house, sir.
Come in.
Excuse me, boss.
Boss, if you want to make that meeting, we have to leave now.
Good.
We were just leaving anyway.
Rude Chinese. Didn't even say goodbye.
Damn hypocrites have no manners.
But boss, you sold that rifle to that man?
I thought you...
Azuceno, I'm the thinker, not you.
I didn't sell it. I gave it to him.
And it's not a rifle. It's a peace pipe.
A peace pipe?
Did he piss you off? Just say the word and...
No, no, no. Not yet.
But now that we're reorganizing, I need the Far East on my side.
All the pieces are falling into place to protect me.
I became Vicenta Acero's savior,
and the same thing's going to happen to Indio Amaro.
I understand.
-Count that money, Azuceno. -Yes, sir.
Let's hope it's not a bomb. You know how these people...
Oh, it's a bomb alright.
Count it.
I do have some advice for you though.
And it's all about this fashion emergency.
Did I say that right? It's something like that.
Pretend you have to look like Brad Pitt.
If I heard Brad Pitt were running for president,
I'd vote for him three times.
Tuti, thank you very much.
I'm really grateful for all these ideas
you've brought to the table.
But this guy right here is my campaign manager.
So?
It could be the three of us. I love a good threesome.
That's not a problem.
Remember our threesome with the Cuban girls?
The thing is, the campaign's pretty far along.
We can't make any sudden decisions at this point, right?
However, if you'd like to keep contributing financially
to this campaign,
it will always be well received.
That's right.
Now, my dear Marta Monica, why don't you tell me
why you're really here?
Where did your sudden interest in politics come from?
Can you repeat the question?
Your interest in politics.
Right!
Why am I interested?
The lack of safety in this city.
I worry about criminals, and Indio Amaro's on the loose.
He's got to be taken out, you know?
And I have to make sure you win this campaign, Rooster.
You can't forget this.
And don't forget this beauty I had made either.
Or these two beauties.
I hope you haven't come down
with a sudden case of Alzheimer's.
Well?
Of course.
Pour me a drink, will you, honey?
- ¡AY! ¿ME SIRVE, PAPI?
Go, Triple R.
-That's what we pay you for. -Try it on.
That's for women.
-Get me a man's. -This one.
Damn peacocks won't settle down!
Where the ladies at? It's a sausage fest in here.
Pepita, hurry it up with that tequila.
You ain't paying for it!
Right on!
Have one, Pepita. We're celebrating today.
I'm working, Indio. I can't.
I told you to drink.
You shouldn't refuse me when I'm in a good mood
unless you want a fist to the neck.
Go on.
That's it.
Well?
How'd the crossing go?
Fantastic!
I even put the Petates in their place.
------- jerks.
Boss, Mr. Romero is here.
Somebody just dropped a turd in the punch bowl.
Take this.
Amaro!
Don't push your luck.
I'm allowing you in because I'm in a good mood.
And because your slave there offered me the world.
And that's how it's going to be.
I brought you all this.
You look very happy, Colombian.
So you joining the party or you just come to show off?
No, Amaro.
Just wanted to thank you for welcoming me
into this palace. You've got a beautiful home.
It's lovely.
You should also thank me
for not putting a bullet in your head.
Don't think I've forgotten. I still hold a grudge.
My hand reminds me of it every day.
I know, Amaro, and I know I crossed the line a bit,
but I've come to compensate you like the king you are.
Know what I brought you?
Gold, frankincense, and myrrh.
Give me the gold. Careful.
Look, greenbacks.
Freshly minted, just how you like.
Boys, show Amaro the frankincense.
You're going to love these.
And finally, the best surprise of all.
Myrrh for the king.
Here she is, the baddest whore this side of the border.
The best part is she brought the entire harem.
Welcome, ladies. Come in.
Isn't she something?
There you go.
Azuceno, make sure everybody gets enough.
Come in, come in. Welcome.
Come in.
Well?
Amarito, I have to tell you something.
I messed up, and that's why I'm here.
For us to make peace.
You said it when you met me.
I'm just a punk, while you've got plenty of experience
in this business.
You're the king of the border.
So that's why I came. For us to smoke a peace pipe.
You and I are stronger together.
What do you think?
Enjoy her.
Pretty, isn't she?
Make sure all the boys have enough coke.
This is awesome!
THE ACERO DYNASTY
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