Todos tenemos un plan (Everyone Has a Plan) Page #2

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Austin, you know you're not well.

You need to get help.

Another Kidnapping in Tigre

Hi.

What's up, a**hole?

What's with the beard?

Guess I'll have to shave mine, then.

What the hell happened?

Maid didn't show up?

Nice place. Yours?

My wife's.

Been together long?

Eight years.

She's away.

I brought you a present.

It's from my hive.

I make it. You'll like it.

- You're living on the island?

- Yeah, for a while now.

I had no idea.

I stayed with Adrian for a while...

...until I bought back

Grandpa's house.

- Still hanging out with Adrian?

- Yeah.

You should see him.

He's changed a lot.

He went religious on us.

Cheers.

What are you looking for?

- What are you looking for?

- Wanna make spaghetti?

Leave it, I'll do it.

So that son of a b*tch

is still on the island.

Adrian? Where else would he go?

And he keeps gambling

and losing like an a**hole.

He owes me a grand.

When Mom got sick

I looked for you everywhere.

- I left you several messages at...

- Yeah, I got them.

So why didn't you come?

I guess I couldn't make it.

I don't get it.

You came to Dad's funeral.

What about Mom?

We had her here, bedridden,

for a year and a half.

She couldn't recognize anyone

at the end. She'd get violent.

And you know what?

All she did was ask about you.

What does your wife do?

Why are you here?

I have cancer.

I've had it for a while.

Have you seen a doctor?

I'm having a rough time, you know?

I need your help.

Or you could get me a prescription.

I don't know.

I can't do it alone.

Been a long time

since I asked you for anything.

Maybe it would be better

to do it on the island.

Nobody asks questions there,

they're very discreet.

Aside from the moral compensation,

there's money. 70,000 pesos.

They'll leave it in the beehive...

...behind my house.

You'll find a package

stuck under one of the hive lids.

That's if they pay me, of course.

Well?

What do you say?

I didn't know beekeeping

was so profitable.

This book is mine, isn't it?

No.

- No?

- No.

It's a shitty novel anyway.

Guess whose boat I bought.

Old man Rapaport's?

The very same.

No kidding!

That was a nice boat.

Remember when we stole it

to go to Carmelo?

- When we got back, he wanted to kill us.

- Yeah.

Rapaport...

He was a legend.

Amazing he's still alive.

No, he died a year and a half ago.

Cancer too.

I put a Mercury on it.

A 25-horse. Basic.

Anyway...

Pass me a towel, would you?

What are you doing, a**hole?

I'll call for help.

No. No!

Look, Dad.

Pedro!

Excuse me.

The Refuge

Hello.

Hello.

How's it going?

Fine.

Tea and...

- And yerba mate?

- Yerba? Sure.

This one, right?

Yeah.

Yeah.

And a box of matches, please.

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