Bandidos (2024) s01e04 Episode Script

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Stop! Dad!
- Dad!
- [up-tempo music playing]
Hey!
[grunting]
Excuse me.
[grunts]
[gasps, grunts]
- [people gasp]
- [man] Bro, what's with that guy?
[groans]
- [engine starts, revs]
- [Juan] Where are we going?
[Miguel] Hey!
Hey!
[panting]
[tires screech]
[sirens wailing]
Dad!
Dad!
Canché. Hey!
Hey, stop, you bastard!
Stop!
[music continues]
[music subsides]
[sirens wailing]
[sighs] My dad
[groans]
- [Lilí] Miguel.
- [Miguel sighs]
[groans softly]
[monitor beeping]
[Inés, echoing] Let me know
when he's conscious.
I need to question him.
[echoes] Of course. I'll let you know.
- [pen clicks]
- [footsteps departing]
[echoes] If you wanna see
your father again,
don't say anything.
- [beeping quickens]
- [grunting]
[exhales groggily]
[grunts]
[funky suspenseful jazz music playing]
[Lilí sighs]
[keyboard clacking]
[indistinct chatter over police radio]
We're screwed.
You know her?
You remember my ex?
Which one?
All of them.
She's all of them in one.
[Lilí sighs]
[curious music stings]
- [suspenseful music continues]
- [radio chatter continues]
[music crescendoes]
[cell bars clattering, clang]
[funky jazz music continues]
Wilson Morales.
Two years for counterfeiting artwork.
I've always been inspired
by the works of others.
Others copy and lie about it.
[Inés] Liliana Gómez Espinoza.
Three days ago,
you were picked up for a robbery.
With no charges filed.
[chuckles] Well, all the guys are married.
And the women. Why discriminate, you know?
CRIMINAL RECORD
I'm not going to read your file,
since we know it by heart.
What's a big professional like you
doing with these newbies?
I've been asking myself the same thing.
How'd you end up out here,
working with these
poor villagers?
Obviously, it's not our best moment.
Citlali Ekei Sama.
Pickpocketing, theft
Oh God.
This little brat is the waitress
who stole my wallet
that night at the museum.
Do I look like I go to museums?
You probably just drank
a little too much, Mister
Canché.
That's you, right?
[Inés] Lucas Montessori,
the Mexican Paris Hilton.
Tomorrow is my birthday.
Which means that I'm still a minor, okay?
You have the obligation
- Shh-shh-shh-shh.
- to inform my parents.
You can't hold us without any proof.
I know my rights.
I'm a lawyer.
Actually, you were disbarred
for practicing without a degree.
I only needed three more classes.
You live to scam tourists, don't you?
They don't make it too hard. [chuckles]
It's not my fault
I have that effect on them.
[Canché chuckles softly]
[scoffs]
- [ringing tone]
- [line clicks]
Pepe, yo, let me talk to Mom.
Hi. One moment, sir.
It's Mr. Lucas.
Oh, hey, babe. What's goin' on?
- Mom, I got arres
- [static crackles]
Wait. Why are you still up at this hour?
Could it be that you met a girl?
- Mom, listen.
- Or a guy. Either way, I support it.
[cutting out] This is my
call and I [inaudible]
[static crackling]
me out.
- Wow, honey. I'm so happy
- Hey!
you're not locked in that suite.
Get out there!
But, anyways,
we'll be home in a week's time.
Now, I've gotta fly. Bye-bye! Miss you!
[line beeping]
- [maracas playing]
- [mother] Woo!
Everything I found on you
is from the last three years.
Like you didn't exist before that.
- Who are you?
- I've been wondering.
Come on, don't lie.
Don't I always find you though?
- True, but I always escape.
- Can I get you a drink?
Nah, thanks. Gave it up.
Now I vibrate.
How's your life?
Your son, he's all grown-up, right?
If you mention my son one more time,
you'll be vibrating on the floor.
Do you hear me?
[chair scrapes]
Hey, congrats!
Look at the time, eh?
And now, you're legal.
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you ♪
[chuckles] Happy bir ♪
- Got it!
- [Canché] Okay.
Do you know this man?
No.
A musician, right?
To be honest I'm bad with faces.
Let me go now.
- Luis Fernández de Montejo.
- Hmm. No.
He was murdered.
[Octavio] Mm-mm.
Why were you at the Tavitian Museum?
Why attack the checkpoint?
Where were you guys headed?
What were six criminals doing together?
If you think I'm going to let you go,
I'm afraid you're mistaken.
No one's going anywhere
until I know exactly
what's happening here.
[funky jazz music continues]
- [music fades out]
- [knocking on door]
Inés Reyes Santiago?
You've been served.
[somber music playing]
Asshole, what have you done?
You can't take my son! Come on!
But Ugh! Of course not!
But you're not taking my son!
[sighs] Yeah, you
- You know what?
- [phone clatters]
[grunting irately]
[dull thumping]
[straining]
[grunts] Aah!
[breathing heavily]
[siren wails in distance]
What?
[tense pulsating music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[Miguel] Can you get me a Jell-o?
[Inés sighs]
[inhales deeply]
You were the last person
who saw him alive.
It wasn't me.
- Then who was it?
- No idea.
Where's all my stuff?
You'll get it back
if you cooperate.
Do you know
if there was a moon-shaped rock?
[scoffs]
So how did you get that?
A can of tuna.
Who was in that car?
- Who were you chasing, Miguel?
- [Miguel exhales]
You said something about your father.
What happened to him?
[Miguel exhales]
Miguel, when someone kills a tourist,
it's just really bad for everyone,
you know?
- You know how these things are.
- [smacks lips]
Having no proof won't stop them
from charging you with murder.
I'm the only one that really cares.
And I know you know that.
So what's the deal?
He was a guest.
He was really quite drunk.
And he asked me to
- to take him to his room.
- Why did they skin that man, Miguel?
Was it revenge?
What was on the skin?
Numbers? A code? A map?
[chuckles] A map, huh?
What was on that map?
A treasure.
[exhales]
[chuckles softly]
[Inés sighs deeply]
I have all the time in the world.
[pan flute music playing]
[footsteps approaching]
What happened here?
Where is Juan Morales?
- I don't know. I guess his son took him.
- [cell phone ringing]
- [Ariel sighs]
- [ringing continues]
[ringing stops]
Hello?
Well
I must admit,
this phone call's a bit unexpected.
[funky jazz music playing]
[Miguel grunting softly]
Easy, easy. Hey.
[exhales]
- [keys jangle in lock]
- [cell door opens]
My dad's been kidnapped.
[whispers] The police are in on it.
- [static]
- [indistinct chatter over police radio]
[Lilí] He'll be fine. They need him alive.
He's their insurance
to get the stone back.
- [cell door clangs]
- [Miguel] Hmm.
What a crazy birthday.
It's your birthday?
- No way, man. How old are you?
- [tense music plays]
[Lucas] Eighteen.
[Miguel] Happy birthday, Lucas.
[Lucas] Thank you.
- [radio beeps]
- I'll be right there.
[radio beeps]
[tense music continues]
By the way, who has the stone?
[Octavio] Good.
I'm outta here.
If you're leaving, follow me.
What do you mean you're leaving?
[pen clicks]
[inhales] The prison is all in our minds.
Lilí, is that the bra
I got you in Acapulco?
It is, actually. Good memory.
I need it.
All right.
And, Wilson,
I need your leg, man.
[dull clacks]
JUAN MORALES MEXICAN ARCHAEOLOGIS
JUAN MORALES SICKNESS - BOOK
[intriguing music playing]
THERE ARE MANY HIDDEN TREASURES
WAITING TO BE FOUND
[keyboard clacks]
MOON STONE
MOON STONE, LEGEND OF THE CONQUEST
ALL ABOUT THE MOON STONE.
HISTORY AND LEGENDS OF ANCIENT MEXICO
"Hidden treasures."
It was Francisco.
- Hmm. I brought you some cochinita tacos.
- Canché, have you seen my pen?
What pen? You got one right there.
[Inés scoffs]
"Hidden treasures." Seriously?
Maybe our Spaniard
had something important.
[chewing loudly]
You know he was a descendant
of Francisco de Montejo?
Mm-mm.
Canché, do you believe in
treasure maps to gold,
pirates and that sorta thing?
[mouth full] Hmm. You know something?
Last night on Nat Geo,
they were talking about that.
[sniffs] Yeah, about the conquerors,
and this king's treasure,
or something like that.
- What?
- Mm-hmm. Of Yucatán.
[intriguing music continues]
- Hmm. Eat up.
- [Inés chuckles]
- Hmm. All right, Canché.
- [Canché] Mm-hmm.
[whimsical music playing]
[Octavio grunting softly]
Ah.
How did you lose your leg?
[Wilson] The Grand Canyon.
I got, uh, stuck on a rock,
and no one came to rescue me.
I was gonna freeze to death,
so I had to cut it off myself.
[Miguel] That movie is terrible.
- [Lilí] You could talk about this forever.
- [Citlali] Ah, I saw that movie!
- [exhales] And were you good at soccer?
- [Wilson] Of course.
[Octavio] Okay, let's check.
[Wilson] Ooh. On the first try.
- Very good. [chuckles]
- [Octavio] All right.
[music fades out]
[prosthesis clicking]
[Octavio exhales]
Okay.
So now, we have everything
that we need to
- [keys jangle in lock]
- [gasps]
- Okay, gentlemen.
- [Miguel groans]
You guys can go.
[cell door squeals]
You guys are free. Go on home.
- Hurry up.
- [Citlali] Really?
- Ramirez will give you your things.
- So what was the bra for?
A magician never reveals his tricks.
- Lilí, your bra. Thanks.
- That's all right. You keep it.
- [Octavio] What a lovely memory.
- [door clangs]
POLICE
[gulls calling]
We've never been apart this long, baby.
[Citlali] My God.
Where's the moon stone?
[chuckles nervously]
Yo, Wilson, the moon stone,
did I give it to you
after we showed it to my dad?
- What, you lost the moon
- No. Shut up. I didn't lose it.
When I was being chased,
I don't know, maybe I dropped it.
- Dude, I can't rely on you at all.
- Oh, one more thing.
- Did you bribe that cop just now?
- Of course not.
[Miguel] Ariel?
You're welcome.
Lilí called me up.
She told me you needed my help.
Yeah, well, how much do we owe?
I don't wanna owe you a dime.
- Citlali, spot me?
- Huh?
It was nothing.
The director owes me a few favors.
I visited your father.
Although, he wasn't there.
What happens with Dad doesn't concern you.
But his room was ransacked.
You know I look up to your father.
He's my mentor.
So if something happened to him,
I wanna know, okay?
I see you put together
the Fellowship of the Ring.
- Hmm.
- What are you planning, Frodo?
Mind your own business.
Why'd you break into my museum?
What's in the map book?
Miguel would never ask.
He's too proud to.
But I'm willing to help.
Call me.
- Why did you release them?
- 'Cause they didn't commit any crimes.
No! You can't just let them go!
But I can.
And you can't hold anyone here
without evidence.
Tell her, Canché.
Uh, sir, um, Miguel Morales
was the last person to see the Spaniard.
Are you questioning me, Canché?
Uh, uh No. No, no.
[intriguing music playing]
How much did they pay you, huh?
If I were you I'd watch my tone.
I really think
you better keep a low profile.
We all know what happened to you.
Next week, my nephews get in
from Atlanta, Canché.
I want you to throw them a barbecue, okay?
- I'll bring the meat.
- [Canché] Uh. Yes, sir.
[sighs] Hmm
I don't wanna say it, but I told you so.
- [gulls calling]
- [lively accordion music playing]
[Lucas] Why do you say that?
Because, I mean, isn't it obvious?
Why did you have to call Ariel?
Because we were stuck.
- That's why we have Octavio.
- [Lilí] And then what?
We steal a car, run from the police
- and start anew?
- [Miguel] I don't know.
[sighs]
Lilí, we have to talk.
I quit.
Don't worry about the money.
I'm not interested.
- I only wish you all the best.
- [Miguel sighs]
Even you, with your little problem.
Yeah, thanks.
One less mouth to feed, right?
Oh, yeah, speaking of which,
I really need to be going.
If I'm not home,
my siblings won't eat or go to school, so
No, no, no. Wait a minute.
If you leave, forget the treasure.
I think it's time for you
to forget about the treasure too.
'Cause greed is like a burning fire.
The more wood you throw in,
the more it consumes.
- Wow.
- [Wilson] Ugh.
[scoffs] This dude.
Are you really gonna leave me
after a cheesy phrase like that?
- [Octavio sighs]
- I'm with you till the end.
If they wanna go, let them go. Who cares?
[Lucas] And I don't have
anything better to do.
Plus, I promised,
so I'm staying with you too.
[Miguel exhales]
And you, Lilí?
Those assholes have my father.
[inhales shakily]
I need your help to get him back.
[sighs] You have to give up the stone
The stone, I don't have it.
- What?
- I dropped it by accident!
Really?
Holy shit. [sighs]
Hey, don't react, but I think
we're being watched by someone.
Yeah, I didn't want to interrupt
your little dramatic moment there,
but the spies arrived several minutes ago.
[cell phone rings]
[cell phones ringing]
[unsettling music playing]
Answer it.
It must be the head of the spies.
[ringing continues, stops]
UNKNOWN
[boss] Listen to me,
you bunch of assholes.
We want the three stones
or we burn down the River Hotel,
we kill blondie's dog,
and we sink Rambo's shitty-ass boat.
Fuck!
[boss] And I will personally pay a visit
to the diver's siblings.
What?
[boss] Neither Wilson nor you, Miguel,
will ever see Juan Morales alive again.
Did you hear me?
The three stones!
Hey, wait! Just let me talk to my
- [line beeps]
- Shit.
Fucking sons of bitches!
- Son of a
- Octavio.
fucking bitch!
- [mutters]
- Just breathe, okay?
- Stay calm.
- I shouldn't have joined people like you.
You're all inept beginners.
[calmly] Okay, okay.
And they only threatened
to sink his little boat, huh?
It sucks that he has our phone numbers.
I'll see if the call can be traced.
And what do we do now?
[upbeat steel pan music playing]
Now we go after the stones.
We're gonna find my dad and save him,
and we're going to keep that treasure.
- How Miguel?
- No idea. I don't know.
But we're going to solve it together.
[music swells]
- [music fades out]
- [birds chirping]
[mysterious pan flute music playing]
[Juan] Where am I?
So you like your new residence?
No.
Why the hell did you tie me up?
It's so you won't hurt yourself.
I have a million fucked-up neurons,
but I'm not an idiot.
[smacks lips]
This book is very good.
MYTHS AND TRUTHS OF THE MAYAN WORLD
When you have some time,
later perhaps, you could sign it.
- Who are you?
- [sighs]
An archaeologist.
Like you were once.
You you look more
like a mummy of Guanajuato.
[chuckling]
Comedy must run in your family, huh?
Let me go.
Let me go!
[straining]
[boss] Relax.
We're gonna spend some time together
until your son shows up to take you home.
Ugh! Oh, great.
If it's up to that useless prick,
consider me dead.
[chuckles softly]
[Juan sighs]
[birds warbling, twittering]
[somber intriguing music playing]
Well, where am I?
And why why do you have me here, sir?
[water running]
[melancholy music playing]
[Inés exhales]
[chuckling]
[sighs]
All done.
- [laptop chimes melodically]
- [chuckles]
[unsettling music building]
[sighs]
- [pen clicking]
- [music fades out]
[laptop thrums, chimes]
[chuckles]
Hi, sweetie.
[chuckles softly] My sweetheart.
Mom loves you very, very much.
So much, so much, so much, so much.
Look, I'm going to show you
what I did at school.
[Inés gasps]
Wow!
[chuckling] That's so cool.
I made it for you.
[gasps] Aw.
Thanks. I love it so much, honey.
- I want to give it to you
- [Inés chuckles]
but dad said I can't.
I'm going to see you,
and I'm going to bring you here with me.
- To the beach? Can I do kiteboarding?
- [Inés chuckling]
Of course. You can do everything you want.
- [chuckles]
- [man] Go to your room, Alex.
- [Inés sighs]
- Go to your room.
And do your homework, okay? Got it?
Hello, Inés.
Did you receive your subpoena?
You know you're crazy if you think
you're gonna take away my son.
I'm his mother!
You're a bad mother. Mm-hmm?
And that's what the judge said.
- Yeah, because you bribed him, dickhead.
- [man chuckles]
- I'm going to get back my son.
- [man] How are you gonna do that?
With what money?
You can't afford a lawyer
with your shitty salary.
Know what? Goodbye.
I'll see you at the trial.
- Hey, don't hang up. Just let me
- [laptop chimes]
Let me talk to him!
[gun cocks]
[silenced gunshots]
[bullet casings clatter]
[sighs]
- [fluttering marimba music playing]
- [breathing heavily]
[poignant guitar music playing]
- [gulls calling]
- [gun clacks]
[music continues]
Sorry. It's a bit dusty inside.
Don't worry. No one's surprised.
[door chime jingles]
- [Wilson] Come on.
- [music fades out]
- [radio beeps]
- They're all moving inside.
- [radio beeps]
- [menacing music playing]
[Miguel] Ugh. Wow. Did you remodel?
- [door chime jingles]
- Make yourselves at home.
- [Octavio] Are they still there?
- [Lilí sighs]
Well, there's
the big one, the rat-faced one.
- And the handsome one.
- [chuckles] Yes, he is handsome.
The radio frequency detector says
there are no microphones in here.
I don't wanna seem trivial,
but how are we gonna find
those two stones?
No, three.
- Because you lost one.
- I didn't lose it.
- Seriously?
- I didn't lose it. They took it.
- Hmm. Sure.
- They took it from me.
Look, here's what I know.
Pedro de Alvarado, Alonso de Ávila,
and Francisco de Montejo
were three conquering assholes,
who had arrived on the peninsula
around the early 1500s.
Miguel you'll just bore them.
So Francisco liked to gamble.
- [all chuckling]
- [mystical music playing]
[Miguel] Alonso liked to drink.
[groans]
[Miguel] And Pedro,
let's just say, he liked Poc Chuc.
What I know for sure
is that all three loved to party.
So what must have happened
is that, surely,
some of the women who were with Francisco
fell in love with him,
or suffered from Stockholm syndrome,
and shared the secrets
of their people with him.
Included was the long-lost treasure
of Aj Took, hidden away for centuries.
There was enough wealth
for multiple generations to come.
But they decided to keep quiet
and not tell the Spanish Crown.
And the gold,
it poisoned them,
made them suspicious.
[mystical music continues]
- [music fades out]
- [birds chirping]
Okay, and?
That's it.
Oh, so you have no fucking idea
how to find the stones or the treasure?
[inhales] Oh. No.
Ah. Well, that's great!
Man, this group, amazing.
And what do the stones
have to do with the treasure?
- No idea.
- Great.
Ugh, my dad used to write down
absolutely everything in his journal.
And I'm gonna get it back.
I need you guys
to provide the distraction.
["Galvanize"
by The Chemical Brothers playing]
[humming]
Don't hold back ♪
- [radio beeps]
- The blonde is headed out.
- Stay on her.
- Don't hold back ♪
If you think about it
So many people do ♪
- Be cool, man, look smarter ♪
- Don't hold back ♪
And you shouldn't even care
'Bout the noses in the air ♪
- And the crooked stares ♪
- Don't hold back ♪
- [grunts]
- There's a party here ♪
You might as well be here
Where the people care ♪
Don't hold back ♪
- World ♪
- You're holding back ♪
The time has come to ♪
- World ♪
- [grunts]
- You're holding back, come on, and ♪
- The time has come to ♪
[Octavio huffs]
- World ♪
- You're holding back ♪
The time has come to ♪
Galvanize ♪
- What's up with that? ♪
- Come on, come on, come on ♪
[grunting]
[Miguel] Let's go, man.
- You want me to drive?
- No, I always drive.
Okay, suit yourself.
[music continues]
[engine revs]
You stay here.
[van engine starts]
World ♪
- The time has come to ♪
- Push the button ♪
World ♪
I'll look for the stone
and my dad's journal,
and then call you, all right?
- You sure you don't have it?
- You didn't give me anything.
Push the button ♪
World my finger ♪
DIVINE NAILS
Push the button ♪
[instrumentals swell]
Lemme get two turkey tacos.
The time has come to ♪
Galvanize ♪
[music continues]
- [radio beeps]
- Sir.
I see people inside still.
[music ends]
Did it work? Could you locate them?
No, I'm still trying.
All of those bastards have their radios on
and phones powered off.
[keyboard clacking]
But by implementing a signal inhibitor,
I'll force them to use their phones.
- An inhibitor?
- Mm-hmm.
- You're weird, you know?
- [chuckles] Thanks.
And where did you learn all this? YouTube?
I don't know.
I've always been into this stuff.
Huh.
[Latin guitar music playing]
[panting]
[grunts]
- [music fades out]
- Wow.
[rhythmic Latin music playing]
- [Miguel] Still following us?
- [Wilson] Yes. Still there.
When I get to the monument,
you'll only have three seconds to jump,
so get ready.
- Right. Okay.
- I'll tell you when. On my cue.
Now!
Won't this hurt, man?
- Yes, probably! Go on!
- [groans]
- Go!
- [grunting]
[panting]
[suppressed groan] All good.
[exhales]
[intriguing music playing]
[door chime jingles]
[door chime jingles]
[music ends]
[music resumes]
[van engine revs]
[tires screech]
[music fades out]
[tires screech]
[Miguel sighs]
[inhales, grunts softly]
[huffs]
[intense ambient music building]
[music fades out]
[chuckles softly]
[mystical music building]
[music fading out]
[screw clatters]
[screw clatters]
[frame clatters]
[mellow guitar music playing]
[chuckles softly]
[music fades out]
[Ariel] I keep
the most valuable pieces here.
They are too beautiful to be exposed.
[inhales] Or they're stolen,
in which case,
you wouldn't want to expose them.
[Ariel chuckles softly]
Right now, they are for your eyes only.
[smacks lips] What is it
you did to Miguel?
- Why does he hate you so much?
- Uh, what did I do?
[chuckles softly]
No idea. You should ask him.
We were friends.
Almost brothers.
[chuckles] Like the Mayan Hero Twins.
And you're the good guy of the story?
[breathes deeply] I never said that.
But I guess
Juan wasn't a very good father.
It's not my fault he adopted me.
And I mean,
having Juan for a professor,
it was difficult.
- Please.
- Well, is that poisoned?
I assure you,
you will never have better tequila.
- I've tasted quite a few.
- I think you'll be surprised.
[intriguing guitar music playing]
Why are you here?
What do you know about Pedro de Alvarado
and Alonso de Ávila?
[chuckling]
I can't believe it.
Miguel fooled you with all that shit?
At that time, the Mayans
didn't even know what gold was.
The Aj Took treasure is
is just a legend, like El Dorado.
Well, we'll see.
Every legend has its origin.
That's exactly what Juan Morales said.
But there is no single document
that proves it.
[chuckles softly]
Hang on a moment.
[intriguing music continues]
[Miguel exhales deeply]
[smacks lips]
- [chuckles softly]
- [pages flipping]
THE SUN, THE MOON, THE EARTH!
KEYS TO A LOCK?
- [music fades out]
- [door closes]
[lock clacks]
Mom?
What's up?
Are you okay? You had me worried.
Where have you been?
Where are the kids?
[mother] At school. Where else?
What, you don't trust me anymore?
[mother scoffs]
Oh, hey
so, um here.
So you can get groceries.
I found it.
Look.
The only image from that era
with the three conquerors together.
May I?
Of course.
I did some research
to learn more about you.
And?
[Ariel] Nothing.
- [intriguing music playing]
- [high-pitched thrum]
[Ariel] You don't exist.
[high-pitched thrum]
Why don't you forget about this treasure
that also doesn't exist?
[high-pitched thrum]
We could have something real.
Sorry. Gotta run.
[music fades out]
[huffs impatiently]
[clucking tongue rhythmically]
[suspenseful music building]
[gasps]
[fan whirring]
- [radio beeping]
- Hey, boss!
- [radio beeps]
- [door chime jingles]
Boss, come in. Boss!
- [radio beeps]
- [sighs]
- [keypad beeps]
- [ringing tone]
- [breathes agitatedly]
- [ringing tone]
- [line clicks]
- Uh, sir, they left. No one's here.
They tricked us.
[boss] Why are you calling me
at this number?
The radios don't work, sir.
[boss] Hang up, you idiot! It's a trap!
- [whimsical jazz music playing]
- [breathing anxiously]
It worked, Miguel.
Hey, we got their phones.
- [music fades out]
- [inhales deeply]
- [under breath] This old stoner.
- [spits]
[exhales deeply]
What?
- Does it refresh your memory?
- [spitting]
It's got hemp in it.
Your dealer is screwing you, man.
[laughing]
- Well it looks like it's working.
- [continues laughing]
No, no, no.
That's from you being so ugly.
[birds chirping]
[laughing]
That's a shame.
It must be really, really sad
when your mind slowly starts to fade away.
Truly.
The good news is, tomorrow,
I won't remember your ugly head.
[both laughing]
- [laughter subsides]
- [cell phone ringing]
- [cell phone ringing]
- [Juan continues laughing]
[cackling ringtone playing on phone]
- [Juan sighs] Ah.
- [ringing continues]
[Juan continues laughing]
- [phone ringing, beeps]
- [Miguel] Hello. Can you hear me?
I know you can.
What did you think of our logo?
We designed it together.
What do you want?
I want to talk to Dad.
Your father's listening to you now.
[laughing]
Although, I don't think
he's in a state to talk.
[Miguel] I just wanna know he's okay.
You put him on the phone
or you can forget the treasure.
[Juan laughing]
[boss] Speak.
[Miguel] Dad, are you there? It's Miguel.
Miguel who?
I'm Miguel, your son.
Are you okay?
Uh, yeah, no.
You know, my mouth is a little dry.
[Miguel] Listen to me.
I found your journal.
Remember what we talked about last time?
The three stones, they're keys, right?
Of course the stones are keys, Miguel.
- Come on!
- Hell yeah! That's what I thought.
[Juan] Those conquerors
didn't trust each other at all.
So the treasure went into a box
with three separate keys.
That way, it can only be opened
by the three of them together.
Listen, I already have Francisco's.
All I need is the other two.
Dad, please focus.
Good God!
I don't even know if they existed.
But if they did, the conquerors brought
their secrets with them to their graves.
[suspenseful music playing]
Now that you know he's alive,
just go and do your fucking job.
Hey [sighs]
[music fades out]
I think I know what the stones are for.
- They're keys.
- Of course they're keys. I knew that.
[chuckles]
[sighs] Where do you keep a key
or something important to you?
- No idea.
- I saw an engraving of the conquerors.
They carried the stones on them.
Uh, and it's not the Earth.
It's a tree stone.
What?
The Earth is actually a tree?
What I mean is
if they were always wearing them
The graves!
They brought their secrets
with them to their graves.
The crafty old nut.
- God bless my dad!
- [phone beeps]
- God bless your dad? I just told you.
- [chuckles]
[gun cocks]
[tense music playing]
[door closes]
Any sudden moves and I will end you.
What do you want?
Money.
I need a whole lot of it right now.
I don't have any cash right now,
but there's an ATM downstairs
around the corner
- Aren't you looking for this thing?
- Yes.
- It was in a cereal box.
- Right.
I know you're treasure hunting.
I want a piece of it.
[sighs]
[suspenseful percussion music playing]
[funky jazz music playing]
- [thud]
- [grunts]
[goon sighs]
[sighs]
- Huh!
- [thud]
[gun cocks]
- [music fading out]
- [birds chirping]
[foreboding pan flute music playing]
[cell phone beeps]
Lilí, there's no one here.
And no trace of the old man.
[music fading out]
[suspenseful marimba music playing]
[exhales softly]
We had to move him.
[dramatic sting]
Just as long as he's comfortable.
Any word on Miguel?
He's got the journal.
[Ariel sighs]
- I told you that murdering him was easier.
- [Ariel] Be patient.
Let's see where he leads us first.
[suspenseful music crescendoes]
[music fades out]
[funky jazz music playing]
[music fades out]