TWORK
THE LORD OF THE SKIES IV
Vitaminas is seriously injured.
We were ambushed, boss.
Who the hell attacked you?
Hold up! What about Niki?
The kid was also shot.
This can't be good, boss.
I think your son's dead.
Damn it!
Bring them both here ASAP!
Hurry the f--- up!
Yes, boss.
Lizard, help me!
Go get some Norma! Hurry!
What happened?
Your son was shot.
See why Feyo wanted him?
Your son went looking for him... and he found him.
Very well, gentlemen.
I'm leaving.
There's no need.
Please, have a seat.
I'm sorry, sir,
but my duty was to offer you our support.
My job here is done.
Rodrigo is up to speed.
I don't trust my boss one bit,
so I need to tread carefully.
Miravalle?
No.
Miravalle is the chief. That's for sure.
In that sense,
I can see why your son put him in charge.
Truth is,
the real man at the front of the Anti-Narcotics Unit
is General Garnica.
That's right.
Miravalle won't lift a finger unless Garnica authorizes it.
How could my son have appointed those two
as heads of...?
I'm sorry, but I don't follow.
Could you fill me in on these two individuals?
Miravalle is a lawyer who was arrested
for arming the death squadrons
dedicated to killing drug dealers
during Victoria Nevares' term in Jalisco.
Lamentably, she also died at the hands of drug dealers.
It was all over the press.
They not only killed her, but her father, who was governor.
That's right.
Garnica aided the insurgency
and the advancement of all the Mexican cartels,
despite being in charge of the Anti-Narcotics Unit.
I had the honor of arresting him myself.
As it happens, life takes many turns.
Rawlings' parents are in Mexico.
They aren't leaving without their son's body.
Hello.
I'm here!
What airport did you use?
I'm in Toluca.
Very well. Wait for me there.
My people will pick you up in half an hour.
It's fine. I have my own people.
Where should I meet you?
Here. Where else?
Wait for my people at the Toluca airport.
You should be escorted here to avoid any trouble.
See you later.
I guess that's that, Miravalle.
I guess that's that.
Excuse me.
Goodbye, sir.
I'm heading out now.
Goodbye, gentlemen.
Goodbye.
Likewise, Garcia.
Surely they met in prison
and are trying to pass off as reformed men.
There are a few cases of that in my country.
My son's taking quite the risk
appointing them as leaders of Anti-Narcotics.
We could use General Garnica's experience
to our advantage.
In what sense?
How long ago was his term?
The Mexican-Colombian drug trade alliance
with the Venezuelan military wasn't forged recently.
Exactly, but if our suspicions are true,
Garnica might still have connections
to the drug world.
I don't think he's going to give in that easily.
You'll have to forgive me.
I'm not just saying this
because I'm worried about my son.
I think your resignation from Public Security
was a big mistake.
That may be the case, Abel,
but that's not going to change anything.
I'm convinced we can do a lot with what we have.
Well?
How about we each plan out an intervention
and share it tomorrow before heading out?
Good.
This guy's done for,
but you're not, man.
You're going to make it!
Hang on!
Hurry up, Lizard!
Floor it!
Norma...
Norma!
Did you call the doctor?
Once everything's ready,
I'll head over to the operating room.
Yes, sir.
Alright.
Well, let's focus on the bright side of things.
At least I'm getting a kidney.
What did you just say?
What?
He's your son! Don't you care about him?
Not really.
How could you say that? You selfish bastard!
Calm down, damn it!
Norma!
Get this bitch a sedative!
-He's your son, Aurelio! -Calm down!
Damn you, you bastard!
Damn it.
Norma, hurry up! Help!
I'll kill you!
Nicandro!
My son's alive!
Like hell.
Damn you, Feyo...
I'm running short on people.
I could use Chacorta's help right about now.
The only thing Victor knows how to do is steal my women.
Quit your crying, Consuelo.
I'm on my own, too!
This is the stuff that's getting processed.
This stuff right here... is the good stuff.
This guy is too much, man.
Victor!
Man, you've got to try this s---.
Think of it as quality control.
Go ahead.
I've never done that crap, Carreño.
Nor will I ever.
But it's amazing, dude!
It's quality s---, Carreño.
Javi, you take a bump every now and then.
Go ahead.
Nah, man. That was back in the 80s.
I had to choose between living life or staying high.
Check yourself.
Chill out.
Let me make something clear.
I'm a whiskey man myself.
Aged 18 years.
Let's talk in private, okay?
Wait up.
Alright, get lost.
I don't want to see you guys!
Why am I always herding cats?
We're going to end up dead, man.
How are we supposed to win this damn war
with a pack of idiots like these?
We're dead meat!
I told you already, man.
I'm going to round up Medellin's top scum.
I need time. Chill out!
No way I'm chilling out.
Back when I was Chief of the Colombian Army,
I led an entire squadron of men
against guerrilla fighters, paratroopers, and lancers!
These p----s don't even know how to fire a damn gun!
How the hell are they going to build a bomb
or launch a f-----g rocket?
We're f----d!
Wait up.
Give me a sec.
It's my business partner.
Felina?
Hold up.
What's up, partner?
How's it going?
It's going well, Tijeras.
Quick reminder that you need to start making money.
I have three places ready for you.
I'll let you know once they're ready.
Damn!
That sounds pretty great right around now.
My friend over here is getting me worked up.
I need a massage with a happy ending.
Quit talking nonsense and listen up.
Who are you fooling, Carreño?
That's how they all start.
"Just a little bump with my whiskey."
That's all it takes.
Just ask all the cokeheads in the back.
You're going downhill, man.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
I need the green light for our European connects.
In the meantime,
I want to make sure Monica's safe and sound.
How's security looking, Carreño?
Can I bring my lady over now?
You can bring down your whole family.
It's no problem.
I brought in the cream of the crop.
Guys from Barinas and Juasjualito.
True guerrilla fighters.
Do you realize
how much money those Venezuelans are laundering
under the guise of the revolution?
What can I say?
The Casillases used to have some Venezuelan chick
launder their money.
What was her name again?
I'm blanking out right now, but I'll ask Feyo.
What are you talking about? Ask Feyo what?
Hand me that.
Hold on.
Your boyfriend's getting jealous.
I'll put him on the phone for you.
Bye!
Come on!
Let me talk, man.
What's up, baby?
How's it going?
You don't need to ask that bozo for anything.
I've got you.
You seemed pretty concerned about your stolen merch,
so I didn't want to bother you.
What do you know about Venezuelan money laundering?
I know lots.
There's a banker named Esperanza Salvatierra.
That's what Feyo told me, anyway.
I can ask him if you want.
No need.
I already called him myself.
If you find out anything else, let me know.
I'll call you later. Good luck with everything.
Armando Perez Ricard?
Yes, he's related to Esperanza.
She's the Venezuelan who used to launder my money.
Let me know if anything.
Who's the Perez Ricard guy?
Some guy who dropped in on our friend in Medellin.
I don't trust that Venezuelan brat.
So is that the friend you're so interested in?
Yeah, to be honest.
Although I have other reasons for being happy right now.
I bet Aurelio's furious right about now.
They must've broken the news about his dead bastard by now.
We can't let our guard down.
I'm going to call in and get a status report.
It's Sixto's phone, ma'am.
Hand that over.
What's up, Sixto?
Feyo?
It's you, isn't it?
Hurry up!
Can't let it get cold!
Norma's waiting for him.
Damn it, Vitaminas!
Hang in there, man!
I spoke to Death already. You're going to be fine.
Bull, amp up security in case Feyo followed you!
Caifas, Bato, cover the entrance.
Run!
Norma!
Check his kidneys. Quick!
Turn him over!
Turn him around!
You're Feyo Aguilera, aren't you?
Answer me, you bastard!
Feyo?
Feyo!
What happened, ma'am?
Bring the kids here.
I want four guys watching over them.
Bring me my gun.
Right away, ma'am.
I'll kill you, Sixto...
Hey, man. Got a cell phone?
Yeah.
I need to make a quick call.
Hello?
Boss?
Damn it, Sixto! Where were you?
I ran into trouble and my phone got taken away.
Get out of there, man!
Run!
Monica recognized my voice when I called you.
Alright.
Here!
Check his vitals!
Yes, sir.
What'd they do to you? Nicandro!
Nicandro, sweetie!
Nicandro, what'd they do to you?
Answer me, sweetie!
Answer me, Nicandro!
It's me! Your mother!
I'm very sorry, ma'am.
Your son is dead.
No!
Please don't say that!
Please don't leave me, sweetie!
Come on. I don't want you to see this.
No!
Let me stay!
Norma! Another sedative!
No, Aurelio! Don't open him up!
-He's useless to you now! -Hold her.
No!
Hold her tight.
No!
There we go.
That's it.
Norma, get to it.
Take her away.
Hurry up, Norma!
Where's Sixto?
He went that way.
Find him and bring him to me.
I used to design baby clothes.
You're a fashion designer?
Not really.
I didn't go to art school or anything,
but I'd draw the clothes,
and my sister told me that's called designing.
You may know a lot of things,
but I can teach you a thing or two.
What are you going to teach me?
Sex?
They're going to think we're flirting!
-So? -You're crazy.
Seriously.
I'm going to show you a pretty hideout over that way.
Maybe we have similar tastes.
Talk to me, Norma! What's going on?
Sir, whoever killed him knew what they were doing.
They shot him right in the kidneys.
They're both useless!
Damn you, Feyo, you son of a bitch.
You did it now, you bastard.
Not even God can save you now.
TELEMUNDO PRESENTS
THE LORD OF THE SKIES IV