Colombiana Page #6

- Loud and clear.

- Good.

- Where to?

- Downtown.

And we question

every Colombian we meet...

until we find an address

to get her family. Okay?

In case you show up,

I want to let you know that I went

to New York to meet the galleries.

I'll be back tomorrow night,

but if you're already here,

make yourself at home.

What have we got?

We do have the surveillance tapes

from a few angles.

Few angles.

- That's it?

- That's it.

- I mean, it's not a lot to go on...

- Oh, come on...

but run it through the database,

see what happens.

We're not looking for a woman.

It's not possible.

- And wine.

- Thank you.

- Come on.

- I'm impressed.

I got you something.

- You did?

- Yeah.

- A stuffed alligator?

- Yeah.

Exactly what I've always wanted.

Wait, wait.

Let's just, uh...

let's just sit,

have a little of this food

and talk for a little bit first.

What you wanna talk about?

I don't know. Anything.

Ask me something.

- How was your trip?

- Actually it was great.

The gallery liked my new paintings,

they're gonna put up a show in October.

- And that's a good thing, right?

- Yeah.

My turn.

How was your trip?

- Hot.

- Did you do anything exciting?

- I went swimming.

- Anything else?

- Come on. Talk to me.

- What do you wanna know?

Anything. Something about you.

Something...

Where are you from?

Are your parents from here

in the city?

Okay...

let's start with

something a little more simple.

What do you like to eat

for breakfast?

I don't eat breakfast.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I just wanna know

a little bit more about you.

About what you feel inside.

What you feel about me, anything.

Just a little.

I feel lonely sometimes.

Thank you.

Me too.

Let me this time.

Good morning.

I know you say you don't eat breakfast,

so I thought I'd make us some lunch.

Sh*t.

- Wait. Where you going?

- I shouldn't have done this.

- Shouldn't have done what?

- Any of it.

I don't understand. Why?

What're you talking about? Why?

- Because...

- Because...? Look...

can you just hold on a second?

Can we just talk about this?

No, no, Danny.

We've talked too much.

- Jennifer, just stay for a minute.

- I'm sorry. I have to go.

Jennifer!

I'm sorry I'm late.

Look!

Eight people, slaughtered in Miami.

One of them is my friend.

- So what?

- You know exactly what.

- It's getting too close.

- Ay, Tio, please. Again, with that?

They are looking for you.

Don't play with me.

You'll bring me in for sure.

I know how your twisted little mind works.

Do you think this is a game?

I'm a f***ing joke to you?

Hm?

But you scare me, Cataleya.

I won't deal with your sh*t anymore.

I won't give you work,

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