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Can I ask you a question?
Sure.
From man to man.
Should I be alarmed?
No, of course not.
It's sheer curiosity.
I'm young and inexperienced,
so I like asking questions and learning about stuff.
Why are you beating around the bush so much?
Ask the question already.
Okay.
Can you still love someone after not seeing them for a while?
How long are we talking about?
Oh, I don't know. Five, ten years...
Maybe even 20.
Depends.
Depends on why they broke up
and on what terms they ended up.
What about you and Catalina?
Are you seriously asking me this?
I'm just curious.
You know, just asking.
Your gun.
I'm ready.
I saw her already.
Saw who?
Catalina.
You see her every day.
I'm not talking about young Catalina.
I'm talking about Catalina the eldest.
My Catilica.
You're hallucinating.
No, Titi.
I saw her.
She hugged me...
and forgave me.
You're crazy.
Think what you will.
In any case,
I'm ready to die.
Shoot.
I don't want to.
Enough.
Don't give me the same crap as always.
Shoot me.
I'm with Hilda now.
We're happy together...
but I will tell you this much.
Deep down inside,
where I keep my deepest, darkest feelings...
I don't call the shots there.
You feel me?
I think Mr. Marcial still has feelings for her.
-He was thrilled to see her. -He seemed off, though.
Yeah! Right?
I got a weird vibe when we hugged.
Yeah.
It was so strange, like he was saying goodbye.
I got that feeling, too.
Like he was leaving for a long time.
Like he was saying goodbye for good.
Think he's going to die soon?
Well, you never know. It's like you said.
You don't call the shots on that.
I love you, old man.
Shoot me, damn it.
You know...
I never had a father.
I love you with all my heart.
There, there...
I swear I don't want to do this.
Listen, Titi.
If you truly love me...
you'll release me from this hell.
End my suffering.
Please.
Please...
kill me.
Marcial...
I love you with all my heart.
See you in hell.
Thank you.
Marcial...
Mr. Marcial!
Mr. Marcial?
Mr. Marcial!
Oh, God...
Mr. Marcial!
-Make yourselves at home. -Thank you very much.
You're very kind.
It might not look like we got in today,
but that's because marrying a TEA agent has it benefits.
We got a fully furnished house!
I think there's even food in the fridge!
-Excuse me. -Sure.
The rooms are a bit disheveled.
They're full of boxes and luggage.
-I need to go unpack. -I'll come with you.
Make yourselves at home.
-Thank you! -No problem.
Very nice of them.
What a house.
Well, what's in the bag?
You've been guarding it with your life.
Alright, I'll tell you.
We should be honest with each other.
Obviously. What is it?
Put that away! Where'd you get that?
-Calm down. -Calm down?
It's mine. It's my inheritance.
Inheritance? Do I look like a fool to you?
Your mother was poor. What inheritance?
-Have you been stealing? -No, Mr. Albeiro! No way!
Pipe Cortadas gave me this money before he died.
Pipe Cortadas? Who's he?
Listen.
His name was Pipe. Pipe Cortadas.
I met him when Diabla kidnapped me.
He'd been kidnapped too.
We stole from her safe. He buried the money
and made a map of its location. He was killed, though.
I managed to find the money. Half of it was mine.
Does that excuse it?
Diabla's money!
That's tainted money!
Drug money!
Drugs ruin lives!
Fine.
Give it back, then...
so she can kill us with it.
She killed my mother.
There's a price for that.
-All set! -Put it away.
We've set up your room, so it's fine to go upstairs.
Shall we?
-Sure. -Okay.
-Thank you. -No problem.
It's a really nice house.
It doesn't really match our tastes,
but it's the best the TEA could find.
It's huge!
You knew, sir.
That's why you fired me.
We were supposed to meet up on Monday...
but don't worry.
I'll avenge you.
I'll avenge the death of the only father figure I ever knew.
May God rest your soul, sir.
Thank you.
Hail Mary, full of grace.
Pray for us sinners.
Damn it!
Thank you.
Damn my ------- ambition!
Cleanse me, Lord.
Cleanse me!
You're all set, then.
Get some rest. Good night.
Thank you.
If you're hungry or thirsty, feel free to raid the kitchen.
-Make yourselves at home. -Exactly.
-Have a good night, you guys. -Thank you!
Well, what are you going to do with all that money?
Well?
-This isn't all of it. -What?
-There's more. -What?
Lots more.
Where?
At your house. I mean, Catalina's house.
Where you currently live.
That place is teeming with cops, son.
I hid it well.
-You sure? -Yeah.
They won't find it. I promise.
Well?
What do you plan to do with it?
Catalina and I are planning on attending college, traveling,
and setting up a business. You know, have a future.
Sounds good.
Hello? Dani?
Are you asleep?
Mom?
What time is it?
It's 7:00 AM! It's still early.
Exactly. You need to wake up.
Don't start, okay?
When are you arriving?
That's why I'm calling.
I'm arriving at the airport now.
I should be arriving in Pereira by noon.
-Did you do what I asked? -Yes, ma'am.
Calvo's going to show me some ranches later.
He's picking me up at 9:00 AM.
Don't worry.
I'll pick out the best one.
Perfect.
Remember, Calvo can't know I'm alive or that I'm heading over.
He can't know a thing.
Mom, you've said that a thousand times.
I know.
Alright.
From here on out, you're to call me Amparo.
Amparo?
Like my aunt?
Yes, like your aunt.
Don't worry. I won't forget.
Oh, Dani.
I can't wait to see you and hold you.
Same here, Mom.