Unit 7

Synopsis: A squad of four undercover cops are charged with cleaning up the streets of Seville from drugs and prostitution.
Director(s): Alberto Rodríguez
Production: Warner Bros
  11 wins & 28 nominations.
96 min

The city prepares for world showcase

at the 1992 World Expo Fair.

You should get your arm

looked at.

I already did.

The nuns said it's nothing.

Nothing can happen to me anyway.

I'm immortal.

My virgins protect me.

- You don't believe me?

- Why wouldn't I?

Who would believe a junkie?

Another junkie.

You should take off your ring,

it'll give you away.

A grand will do.

- I don't have a grand.

- Me neither.

I only have 500.

It's my own money.

Okay, 500.

You're cool.


His mother irons his underwear.

She does not.

- Go on, show him.

- Don't touch me.

- You should be ashamed.

- Of what?

She still wakes you up in the morning.

Move out already.

With no furniture?

You don't need any.

She's hot, just marry her.

- How can I with no money?

- Then don't.

Let me have her.

I'll trade you for mine.

There he is.

That's it.

Wait till he leaves

and we go in.


- Bastards!

- Sons of b*tches!

Sons of b*tches!


Not so fast, German. Stay there.

Luis, take it easy.

Come here!

Why aren't you at school?

Where's your grandma?

Freeze! Freeze.

- Hands where I can see them.

- Here.

Take it.

There's thirty bucks.

It's yours if you let me go.

Don't move!

What if I stick you now?

Get back!

Or I'll slit your partner's throat.

I said get back...

Come here.

Come here.


I never want you

selling around here again.

I'll never come back, I swear!

Please, pull me backup!

If I see you again, I'll kill you.

Cuff him.

Eulogio, take away his beer

and give him some tea.

He's still crapping himself.

What's wrong?

You have no sense of humor?


Wipe your face, you're sweating.



See you tomorrow, a**hole!

That one loves you, Mateo.

Are they the ones from this morning?

What did you get today?

Half a gram?

A little less?

Taking candy from children?

I might have to go off on somebody.

And I don't need you defending me.

I can handle myself.

- What's in your jacket?

- Nothing.

- Nothing? It's moving.

- What?

- Gross! A rat!

- It's a ferret.

- Where'd you get that?

- The junkies.

They locked the poor animal

in a washing machine.

Damn thing!

Come back here.

I want that rat out of here!

You're the rat.

This is a ferret.

- Damn you.

- Attack, ferret, attack!

- Get away.

- Son of a b*tch!

I'll buy the next round.

I owe you one.

Thanks, some other time.

Put it on my tab.

Look how pretty.

They're real. Emeralds.

They belonged to a queen.

They're yours for thirty bucks.

Give me anything you want.

I'll throw in "Trojan Horse 4,"

I finished it.

You smile exactly like

your brother Pablo.

Give it here.

Real shame, that kid.

Hey, beautiful.



- How's the baby?

- Fine, he's asleep.

Did you take your insulin?


- What time?

- At noon. Before lunch.

- Check your sugar.

- I'm fine. I'll check it.

Do it before I leave, okay?

You never check it anymore.

Okay, I said I'm fine!

I'll check it!

I'm sorry, Elena.

It's okay.

What time do you start?

I should be on the bus already.

I left some breast milk

in case Alejandro wakes up hungry.

There's an omelet in the fridge.

What if I wake up hungry?

- Did you touch the dog?

- No.

Shouldn't you be training

for the exam?

This doesn't seem like

good training to you?

The exam is a thousand yards,

minimum 3'20 to make detective.

One minute!

Two minutes!

Hey, man.

Are you okay?

- The courtyards are full of syringes!

- Relax, lady.

How can we relax

with that one around?

What's this for?

Hanging pictures?

That's not mine.

That bastard stabbed my son-in-law

with a screwdriver!

And I have to see his face

every day!

Don't worry, lady.

I'll look after you.

- Anything in your pockets?

- A sausage.

Go on, check.

- Scumbags!

- Watch it, lady. We're neighbors.

- Anything in your shoes?

- My feet.

Damn, my clean shirt again.

Aim better next time, lady!

You're coming with me.

What did I say?

Your shoes.

Don't f***ing do this to me,

I'm not wearing socks.

Watch your mouth.

- Okay, you know the drill.

- I don't know how to swim.

Can my friend do it?


Or do you want ME to teach you?

You okay?

Don't worry, my virgins protect me.


Run, damn it!

Stay in the suburbs!

What about me?

Let me go or I'll sue your asses!

This is illegal.

What did I say?

What did I say?

What did I say, Amador?

- What did I say, motherf***er?

- That's enough.

Take it easy.

I'll sue you, motherf***er!

Sue me!

Sue me! Sue me!

Sue me! Sue me!

Sue me!

Sue me!

I've got it, Rafael.

I'll kill you!

I'll kill you!

Tell me where you get it

and I'll take you to the hospital.

Tell me who you buy it from.

He can't talk, his mouth is broken.

Say it again.

He sounds like your mom.

Clean his mouth out.

- Mahogany.

- Mahogany.

That's it.

I know who that is.

Rookies sure learn fast.

I wasn't gonna hit him.

I'm not like you guys.

See you tomorrow, gentlemen.

Your dinner will get cold.

Or did you lose your house keys?

I'll take that beer.

Give me two beers.

But you don't have to talk.

You married?

If you don't want me to talk,

don't ask.

Don't answer.

Already got kids?

An 8-month-old boy.

Yeah, very cute.

Pass me the darts.

What should we bet?

What do you want to lose?

Our shoes.

Loser walks home barefoot.

You must live nearby.

Leave your stuff on the floor.

Where are you two going?

What is that?


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