Cobrador: In God We Trust

Are we rolling?

Whenever you're ready.

When you're ready.

Ready?

I have some amulets,

candles for ceremonies,

We have incense

for good luck, for cleansing...

I'll take three.

We also have the Holy Reaper.

It has some quartz.

Those are 20 pesos.

Hi, how are you?

About Argentina?

What channel?

Is it serious?

I just can't find it. Here it is.

F***.

It's on mute.

F***!

Yes, I see.

Yes, I'm watching it.

Are the banks to blame?

I'll call you later.

Yeah. I'm on my way.

I'll bring the pictures. Yes. Thanks.

- Hi.

- How are you?

- In a rush. F***ed.

- Lot of work?

Yeah, loads.

He's been waiting for you.

Is he tense?

No, he's cool.

Thanks for telling me about the news.

- Going to Rebeca's birthday party?

- Yes. Will you be there?

Yes, but I'll come a bit later.

Here are the pictures.

Now we're even.

But at odds with the continent.

Have you seen

the chaos in your country?

Have they told you already?

On Monday we're covering this f***er.

Are you going to interview him?

If he lets me.

Is he going to lie to you?

No, its just there's a protest

against him and we have to cover it.

- Did the boss give you sh*t?

- No. Can I call Buenos Aires?

Just don't let anybody see you.

Hi, sweetie, it's me.

Yes, I got them. How are you?

How's grandma?

Yeah, I heard about it,

that's why I called you. How are they?

Yeah, Buenos Aires

and other cities too.

No, I'm fine, and you guys?

No, sure.

Have you paid the school yet?

Then pay for half of it.

Because I'm in a bit of a rut.

But I've already sent you some...

Don't worry, everything is okay.

No, no problem, sweetie, really.

I'll send you the rest soon.

Yes.

No, Marta is still in Europe.

It's great 'cause I don't have

to pay rent. I'm house-sitting.

Sure, plus I'm reading all her books.

Sweetie, one more thing.

They called me from the embassy.

Dad's lawyer called me.

It seems he doesn't want me

to get tested.

He just doesn't want me to.

Sure, it's difficult for me too.

Why doesn't he want me to do it?

Does that mean that I'm not his daughter?

Okay, but I do want to know.

I want to.

No. I don't... I want to...

Yes, I'm scared.

But if they told you

that your parents aren't really

your parents and that your real parents

were killed, wouldn't you test

your DNA to know if this is true?

What if it were your children?

Look sweetie, I don't know.

I'm so f***ing tired

of these abstract conversations

about dictatorships, about DNA,

about kidnappings and...

I need to know who I am!

Okay, no... Okay.

Yeah. I also have to think.

I need more time.

Just leave me alone.

We'll all think about it!

That's it!

Sweetie, just kiss

everyone for me. Okay?

No, don't worry about me.

Sweetie, I have to go.

Okay, sure. And kisses.

Thanks, bye.

Protest, protest because

Mexico's government stinks

Stinks! Stinks!

i'm sure you've noticed

The damage is serious

Those motherfuckers

in every corner of the state

in the North

They gave us protection

Just iike vuitures

They became cops

That grab you,

Rob you, beat you

They are state cops

Feds

They come by the mounds

Against my brothers

The North zone!

Urban support!

They're beating us!

Corruption! Deception!

The people's intervention!

Corruption! Deception!

The people's intervention!

Murderers! Murderers!

Murderers! Murderers!

Hello.

What?

Are you sleeping?

Can I ask you a question?

Would you kill someone for me?

I once killed an idiot

who stole 5 grams from me.

Did you think I would say no?

Is he from the neighborhood?

No, he lives in Taquar.

What did he do? Did he hurt you?

No. It's a kid.

Have you ever killed

a seven-year-old kid?

I once had a couple of kids

shot in the palms of their hands

because they stole a couple of packages.

They must have been ten years old.

You have to set an example.

Why do you want to kill this kid?

I want his mother to suffer.

She humiliated me.

Are you still in love

with that son of a b*tch, Huh, Soraia?

Shut the f*** up.

You know he's not worth sh*t.

She's the one whom I want to make suffer.

I'm gonna kill that f*ggot.

No.

He won't matter,

she won't suffer with that.

Leave it to me.

The kid doesn't need to suffer.

I never break my promises, Soraia.

I'm gonna blow his f***ing head off.

Then I'm gonna throw him

on his mother's doorstep.

No Soraia, let me sleep.

It was a tough day.

Hi.

Hi.

Is the white girl still at your place?

And she'll never leave.

This one is on her way here.

With him?

Yep.

She believes her parents were murdered.

But Interpol

has not confirmed that yet.

You could fit France three times

right there in the jungle.

And this all belongs to the Americans.

Everything they take is powdered.

Powdered milk, gold powder,

and even cocaine powder.

And bits and pieces of people too.

Organs, prostitutes.

Children. You name it!

Fetuses!

Apparently it makes people

feel rejuvenated, powerful!

This is the mining area.

Thousands upon thousands of men.

Right there.

You can almost picture it.

Just hammering and digging.

Good morning.

Those pictures

were taken in the 80's.

But now things have changed.

We used to hold

Today everything is gone.

Not enough work.

What's your name?

Miguel.

Miguel, have you seen the man from

the picture walking around here?

No.

Hi, Miguel. Did you find him?

I did. He's over there, hiding.

It looks like he's not alone.

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