Machete Kills Page #2
World peace?
Sure, why not?
But if we really wanna
we have to start by tearing down that
wall that separates us from Mexico.
That wall only enables
us to ignore
the violence and injustice
that is occurring down there,
thus making world peace nothing more
than a beauty pageant pipe dream.
God bless Texas.
Thank you.
You must be Machete.
Blanca Vasquez.
Codename, Miss San Antonio.
I'll be your handler for the
duration of your assignment.
You get into a stitch,
and I'll be in your ear
with the what's what,
the who's who and the
when's where of it all.
Try not to be distracted by the
cleavage and the hairspray.
It's part of my cover.
This gig keeps me
close to the border
and the designer duds
ain't bad, either.
F*** world peace.
The M4 carbine long-range.
It's got reflex sights, micro-polymer
grip, a customized trigger.
Fast enough to nip a
jackrabbit on roller skates.
That is, of course,
jackrabbit on roller skates.
Or, my personal favorite,
the grappler.
Fires up to 30 yards.
Good for when you gotta scratch
those hard to reach places.
I like this.
I like your style.
Low-tech.
But this ain't your
mama's cane cutter.
Consider this the Swiss
Army Knife of machetes.
Machete.
Tell me about Mendez.
Marcos Mendez
is the most sick and twisted
fuckity-fox I've ever
had to keep tabs on.
People down south call him
Marcos the Madman.
He used to run with Los Cuerpos
until one day he wakes up
and decides he's gonna turn on the
cartel, fight for the people.
We figure he's laired-up
in the jungle somewhere
since our satellites
can't pinpoint him.
Our only lead is
this prizewinner,
a working girl, goes
by the name of Cereza.
Find her, find Mendez.
Where can I find her?
In Acapulco.
Her information, including the address
to her brothel, is in this dossier.
Uh, uh, uh.
First, I'm gonna need
something from you.
See, even here,
people talk about Machete.
The man.
The myth.
The legend.
I just wanna know the
legend inside and out.
I just lost someone.
Why don't you let me turn that
frown upside down, Papi?
How long
since you've been back?
Since before the wall went up.
It's a run and gun
free-for-all out there.
Acapulco is a war zone,
and we're dropping you
right in the middle of it.
Here. It's a direct
line to yours truly.
You get into a pinch, you just
It's good for calls,
texts, tweets.
Machete don't tweet.
You do now.
You ready for this?
Good luck on that pageant.
I'm gonna need
a lot more than luck!
Did you see the ass
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