The Line Page #3

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How's our special project

coming along?

Pablo didn't check in.

- Did you try his cell?

- I've been calling all day.

No anwser.

Maybe it's just rumor.

But someone said

you was trying to kill me..

Some big elaborate plan.

Is that true?

I can't hear you.

So, maybe it's just

a rumor then.

- You dirty bastard!

- Just stop it, man.

F***ing

I want a little respect.

This is my town.

Let's go home.

I'm gonna be late for church.

I think he would understand.

I mean, does he really

care about, like details?

God is not going to bless

a drug deal... Rene.

Whether you understand this or not,

You can not buy... God's favor.

You can not buy mine.

I wouldn't be so sure

about that, father.

God's work is...

is many things.

But he's not free.

It is the wish of Salazar,

that I give you this...

spiritual guidance, so...

I am here

out of respect for him.

Christ.

Forgive me father,

for I have sinned.

I gave you 80 pesos.

No, you didn't give me anything.

How stupid do you think I am?

That bullshit worked last week.

Not today.

That's all the money I have.

I'm not interested.

Give me that.

- Damn b*tch...

- Hey, look!

A god-damn piece-a-ass

finely gets you smoked.

You know,

you almost got youself hurt...

Oh, yeah, that was close,

Let's go get a drink.

I'm surprised

you didn't take that Irak deal.

A lotta guys making

a furtune overthere.

Ah... to much competion.

Of every nickel and dime

including their mother overthere,

trying to make a name

for themselves.

Killing farmers, putting AK-47's

on their labs, Jesus Christ!

And f***ing

getting paid to do it too!

They ain't got dick

for night-life overthere.

I think I just my sit ass

in Mexico City,

get a new job here and then.

Woman are easy.

Actually,

they're quite desperate.

Desperate works for me.

- When did you get in?

- 3 days ago.

I was surprised

to get the call.

To tell you the truth,

I didn't think I hear from you

after that Bogota situation.

Oh, well, past is the past.

Oh, yeah...

One moment.

You and Iraq would have

never mixed...

you're completly right

by staying here.

- You couldn't have done it.

- Ah'ah, no.

What'd you find out?

Strange world down here.

- It ain't gonna be easy.

- Remember this, it never is.

We'll go there tomorrow.

You just be ready.

Hey... uh, Schields,

give me... uh...

What happened to the money

I send you?

Come on, man.

Thank you.

Someone went into the Manhattan.

He tore up Hector and his boys.

Who was he?

Some Americano.

Probably a bounty hunter.

It's a contract.

- Who's paying him?

- You know who.

Diablo?

He will never except you!

And now he's hanging out

with that Gringo all the time.

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