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And I ask him...

and the Spanish man says...

"In this hotel,

all the bathrooms are out of order."

Can you imagine what it was?

I asked the concierge.

It was the toilet seat band.

The Spanish man thought

the toilet was out of order.

Come on, come on, let's go.

No, no.

No, no. No weapons.

We are eating.

Besides, they are right.

We have to explain.

This is the thing...

tomorrow you are going to fly to Spain...

- My flight is next week.

- Don't interrupt me.

I'm talking about business

and I don't like being interrupted.

I'll continue.

Tomorrow you'll fly to Madrid...

and you'll take

some pounds of cocaine with you.

She'll stay here

waiting for you to deliver

the drugs to our people in Spain.

And when the drugs are delivered

she will board the first flight to Madrid.

- And how am I supposed to carry it?

- I'll tell you later.

What if I am caught?

If you do exactly as we tell you,

everything will be all right.

We are professional people.

We do it every day.

Now if you are caught...

you are f***ed.

Because we...

we will disappear.

But you will spend 20 years in jail

for drug trafficking.

You won't have a good time

with that lovely face.

And you start praying

that he isn't caught.

But right now you are my guests,

and I want you to finish your meal.

I am always very kind to my guests.

There's no reason

to have a worse time

than necessary, right?

Come on, eat.

Make yourself comfortable.

There is some water there.

If you need anything else, knock.

There's always somebody there.

These guys are crazy.

- How are you going to take the drugs?

- I don't know.

They surely have a way, a method.

I have to do it no matter what.

- You heard him.

- Yes.

You'll stay here until I come back.

God knows what may happen to you

if I don't deliver the drugs.

- This is all my fault.

- Don't say that.

I asked you to come with me.

I insisted that you come.

It's all my fault.

It's not your fault.

You didn't know this would happen.

- I'm sorry.

- Don't.

You have to run away.

- Forget about me.

- How can I forget about you?

You have to break free.

Think of yourself.

Do you think they will free us

when you get to Madrid?

That we will have an ordinary life?

We've seen their faces,

we know their names.

How do you think you're going

to go through two different Customs?

What if you are caught?

You have to escape when you have a chance.

What will happen to you? Tell me.

Hold me.

We have to go.

When will I see him again?

When you get to Madrid.

Can I say something to her?

Relax.

Everything will be OK.

Remember what I gave you

back at the hotel?

Take care of it.

You'll give it back to me in Spain.

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