k*ll the Jockey (2024)

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JOSE STROKE

HELP

Remo.

Manfredini!

Hey, old man!

Leave him alone!

Let's go.

Okay.

It's okay.

Get in the car.

You have to take responsibility.

You can't disappear every two minutes.

Today's program!

Competitors and mounts

on the magazine, "The Rose"!

On "The Rose" you'll find today's program!

Today's program on the magazine!

It's Manfredini, man!

The titan's here, he's number one!

And that's not just my opinion...

Next!

Done!

VETERINARY

Done!

They didn't want to race.

But I talked to them, they'll do it.

Let's go, one, two, three,

four, five, six, seven,

eight, nine, ten!

Let's go, six.

Seven's head, eight's hand!

You ready?

Go!

Move it, fourteen, move it!

We're here to celebrate Abril's victory.

Really, kid, I have nothing

but gratitude and admiration for you.

Especially if your boy

doesn't even come out of the gates.

I want to talk about that, too.

The day of the great prix is coming,

and we have to take measures.

We all know where Remo comes from.

Terrible things happened to him.

Some, too painful to remember.

And even so, he got to the top.

Misfortune is the best school.

Being gifted is a blessing.

Now...

what good are miracles,

and sensibility,

if you lose your mind along the way?

You know how much I admire

your despise for material things.

Your contempt for success.

But we know of

your uncontrollable thirst for disaster.

And we all want to help you here.

Because it's at your lowest

that you can heal inside.

It's now.

You can't run that intoxicated.

He always ran like that.

But he used to win.

They say you're taking the horses' drugs.

Beyond these details...

We are jeopardizing the business.

We have to move on.

Evolve. That's what life is all about.

And I can say that here,

since we are among friends.

Luckily the girl is ours,

we would be lost otherwise.

The horse is yours.

Why do you behave

like an artist, Manfredini?

What is it? Don't you want

to live to see your son's birth?

Well...

we don't tell you

how to handle your own affairs.

It's not the same.

You ride my horses.

So ride them yourself, king.

All the attention will be on us.

There will be doping control

for jockeys and horses alike.

Everyone goes through it.

No exceptions.

A horse is arriving from Japan.

We paid a million for it,

plus transportation.

You have to win.

And why don't you give it to me?

We should.

But people want to see Manfredini.

You want to see Manfredini.

In Japan races are the other way around.

It's hard for horses to turn

in the opposite direction.

You'll have to ride sober, champ.

We fixed a box in the stud for you.

We want you to sleep there

so we can look after you.

And you, girl... what will we do?

You won't be able

to ride much longer, pregnant.

- Perhaps I'll make myself unpregnant.

- Don't you even think about it.

Give it to me.

Windshield wipers on.

Here's the key, kiddo.

If you need anything,

we will bring it to you.

Don't go outside.

What about the bathroom?

He was with the baby, right?

You're an accomplice in that.

Be warned.

Don't you see?

He's had that baby for seven years now.

How is that possible?

Good times are over, Remo.

I am telling you as a friend.

If you don't win, they will k*ll you.

All the better.

Enrique is right.

They won't do anything to me.

I'm profitable.

I'm profitable.

You are a mess.

Why won't you have children with me?

Because we wouldn't be good parents.

Besides, I want to keep riding.

What do I have to do

for you to love me again?

Die and be born again.

Okay.

I have to pee.

Can I get a golden shower?

You don't deserve it.

Bring me the bucket.

Your food, Manfredini!

Mishima is here, Remo!

- Who is Mishima?

- The Japanese horse.

Did you hear me?

We have to wait for him to wind down.

Is something wrong?

Remo is not fit to race.

Why?

I just don't think he's okay.

- Did he take something?

- No.

That is exactly why.

You ride your race.

And win.

Are you anxious?

Are you anxious?

No.

All the better.

Because you have to win.

You are like sons to me.

You know that, right?

Remo...

you can't go out.

Done.

Pray to Virgin Mary.

Seven, eight... now, ten.

Eleven, twelve.

Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen.

Go!

Mishima comes close, takes the lead!

This is Remo Manfredini's night!

Life is beautiful.

Even in a hospital.

I've known him since he was little.

He was a good kid.

He once sprained an ankle

to avoid stepping on an ant.

I go through

The same thing as you

I feel lonely

Same as you

Sir?

Who authorized you to be here?

God did.

Well, you can't be here.

- No?

- No.

We don't have records of anyone recovering

from such a violent contusion.

Still, it's important

that you remain by his side

to stimulate him,

especially to talk to him.

That can help.

If we are lucky and he wakes up,

we will have to address the side effects

with a targeted treatment.

What kind of side effects?

We can't know for sure.

The MRI shows an anomaly,

a blank portion of the cortex,

which corresponds to the area of the brain

that processes cognitive functions.

What does that mean?

We don't know yet.

So, you don't know anything.

Not much more

than what I'm telling to you.

But I have to be honest.

His injuries are not compatible with life.

Excuse me.

Many, many, many issues.

Gonorrhea, hemorrhoids, hepatitis...

Herpes, hernia, meningitis, menopause,

scabies, tuberculosis,

thrombosis...

VISIONARIES: RUBN SIRENA

FORTUNE AND SENSIBILITY

We are showing this sketch around.

In most cases, the missing person

is found in the first 72 hours.

After that,

it gets more and more complicated.

Here's what we found so far.

We were able to follow his trail,

but we lose him at one point.

Here he is coming out of the hospital.

He stole clothes and a handbag.

There is an open petty theft case now.

It's his right to leave,

but not to take others' possessions.

It is obvious

that he is behaving erratically.

Because of his injury, surely.

He seems lost in time and space.

He shows up in one place, then another.

It's quite strange.

When was he last seen?

This was this morning.

He is urinating in public.

That's a misdemeanor, too.

Does he have psychiatric issues?

He has many issues.

You all know that I chose

a spiritual path some time ago.

Of introspection.

But reality always bites back...

and screws up our life.

I thought a lot about it today.

And I see only one conclusion.

We have to go back to violence.

I never liked using force.

But it seems to be the only way.

Otherwise, we are just being screwed.

And in this life,

I was already screwed too much.

I'll flick his lights off

and bring him to you.

I see that you are not well, Rubn.

But let's not act rashly.

He will turn up.

Perhaps he is already dead.

If he is dead, bring him anyway.

Now, if I hear you guys k*lled him...

we are going to have a problem.

A big one.

Did you hear me?

Dude!

You look beautiful!

How did you find me?

Did I never come here?

No!

It's a miracle you are alive.

REMO MANFREDINI'S "DRAMA"

THE CURSED LEGEND

You made a mess.

Sirena is on fire.

He has the entire mob looking for you.

Look what he did to me,

and I didn't do anything.

You need to disappear.

Have a drink.

You don't drink anymore?

You shouldn't have drunk before!

Now, drink!

For the homeland!

Cut!

Let's do one more, guys, please.

Everyone back to first.

Take with blanks, guys.

Pay attention.

Get me a g*n.

You will need it.

I'm coming back tomorrow.

Remo!

How did you find me?

I don't know.

What a mess, right?

Relax, everything will be alright.

Life is perfect.

You think?

Yes, love, don't overthink it.

Darling, don't bother people.

I was just explaining.

YOU DECIDED TO HAVE AN ab*rtion

And how are you?

Very well.

It's a girl.

- Who?

- The baby.

How do you know?

I know.

I was looking for Remo and I found you.

Look, a little bird.

I'll k*ll him and retire.

Last thing I do.

Besides, I haven't been able

to sleep in days.

And every time I k*ll someone,

I sleep like a baby.

I never sleep like a baby.

Besides, we can't k*ll Remo.

You will see how I can.

We have to find him first.

I don't even recognize

the streets anymore.

The faces all look the same.

Sirena is right.

Nobody is nobody.

I am not Luis.

You are not Fanego.

I am Fanego.

I don't know who you are.

You were born.

Your mother named you Fanego,

but that doesn't mean anything.

It means a lot to me.

Mom!

Mom!

Mom, don't leave.

Get the hell out of here,

old c*ck-sucking, peach-eating wh*re!

Degenerate!

And you, brats, get inside!

What the hell are you doing,

following that old wh*re around!

g*dd*mn it, get inside!

We combed the entire city.

Comb it again.

- I am not driving anymore.

- No?

No.

We will find him.

But he should not manipulate

your emotions like this.

I want to embalm him.

Girl.

We are leaving.

Come! Come in.

They get like that with age.

Sit down, dear.

What's up with you?

Why did they go to my place?

Remo messed up a lot.

And you?

The only thing I did

was looking after him.

And saving him

from every mess-up in existence.

He would be in prison by now.

Or dead.

I will tell you a story.

There was a jockey once,

who did underground racing.

He rode with the nickname "Dolores."

He would arrive,

bet on himself,

and win. All day long.

One day, he was confronted

by a strange fellow.

Mysterious-looking.

It seemed Dolores

had done something terrible.

Very terrible.

But right then, another man appeared.

A kind-hearted man.

Who intervened.

Who became his patron,

and brought him to ride in the light.

They lived a very beautiful love story.

Princess...

Listen.

The invisible orchestra.

What happened?

- Let's go somewhere else.

- Why?

- Too many people here.

- No one will recognize you.

That's the way of life.

You die and someone else takes your place.

- Do you think I am here?

- No one's here.

But we are alive.

They wouldn't try to k*ll us,

if we weren't.

I brought you this for you.

It's a gift.

For all the joy

and money you brought to me.

It's not great quality,

but it's the best I could get.

Try it first, just in case.

I also put some hot dogs in there.

You are too skinny!

Listen closely.

Do whatever you want with the g*n,

but don't k*ll yourself.

- Why?

- Because it's a trap!

If it was that easy,

I would have done it myself.

Everyone would.

Remember to check it first.

Nice g*n.

What's up, watermelon-head?

We missed you, little Remo!

Where were you?

You really had us on edge.

How could you leave us like that?

And your pregnant woman!

She is really competitive, that wh*re.

She only wants to win.

She wants d*ck. And to win.

Sirena is depressed lately.

He wants to see you.

He is going around the auctions,

checking out horses for you.

He is really lost.

I already explained to him:

dead people don't race.

You are dirty.

Come shower with me.

I don't want to.

Yes, you want to.

120,000; 30,000; 50.000;

70,000; 75,000...

No! 150,000 there!

150,000; 170,000; 200,000!

$200,000; 200,000!

220,000; 250,000;

270,000; 300,000; 320,000; no!

300,000! This horse

is worth six times that, please!

300,000! 350,000;

370,000; 380,000; 400,000!

400,000! 420,000! 430,000;

440,000; 450,000; 470,000;

480,000! 490,000; 500,000!

520,000; 550,000; 570,000; 600,000!

600! 600,000 over there!

600,000; 600,000; $600,000;

600,000; 600,000; $600,000;

600,000! $600,000!

600,000! $600,000!

600,000; 600,000!

600,000; $600,000!

600,000; 600,000! $600,000!

It's gone! $600,000!

I have no more bids, please!

620,000 for another,

620,000; 650,000; 670,000; 680,000...

Pernicious doll...

You are driving me crazy.

700,000; $700,000.

700,000; $700,000...

I missed you a lot.

I came to end things.

What will you do?

Raise a family?

And the baby?

They took it from me.

Because of all this mess.

Can you believe it?

You left me alone.

It was easy for you,

you had other things going on.

So many things were left unfinished.

You never gave me an explanation.

880,000; 900,000!

910,000; 920,000; 930,000; 940,000;

950,000; 970,000; 980,000; one million!

One million dollars, attention!

I want to be alone with you.

Let's go somewhere else.

We are fine here.

You idiot.

Dolores.

Many things happened since you left.

I am sorry that I never learned to love.

No one did.

You did.

We are having a little girl.

I am fatherless and motherless.

Don't worry about that.

I don't care about what you did.

No matter how terrible it is.

I am turning myself in.

No.

You told me

I had to die and be born again.

You'll get everything back

when you get out.

6,000 years ago,

horses lived in freedom.

Wild.

The encounter between horse and man...

changed the course of history

more than any other invention.

A month-long trip became a day-long trip.

Then, the horseshoe,

the mouthpiece, the saddle.

Tools to handle the animal

in the art of w*r.

So it would respond better to attacks...

but most of all, to flight.

In the food chain...

every animal is prey.

At the same time,

they are given a gift to survive.

The gift of the horse is speed.

He fled from every predator.

Except man.

No one wants to be caught by the lion.

But even so...

we are always going in its direction.

And how do you know that?

Because she used to be a jockey.

Dolores is a legend.

She was number one.

How are your things?

Fine.

Ana is helping me a lot.

She is an angel.

"Ana" means

"she who acts with compassion."

How beautiful.

I swear, I am doing everything I can

to get you out of here.

Don't worry.

It's important to be alone sometimes.

I am afraid that we'll become

strangers to each other.

That will never happen.

I am sorry.

Lola!

The warden wants a word.

- Now?

- Yes, now. Come down.

- I was busy.

- Come down anyway.

Take a seat.

ANOTHER VICTORY FOR "REMO MANFREDINI"

PURE TURF

THE SOUTH AMERICAN CHAMPION IMPRESSES

REMO MANFREDINI'S "DRAMA"

THE CURSED LEGEND

BUSINESSMAN RUBN SIRENA IS m*rder*d

THE ONE IN PRISON

IS NOT REMO MANFREDINI

Lola, dear...

Lunch was made to eat.

Not to feed inmates

with subliminal messages.

Why were you talking about fleeing,

running away?

I was telling them about

the origins of saddles.

I know the story.

I have horses too.

And I admire your career.

Or Remo's.

They say it's best

not to meet your heroes.

It's curious...

Because now that I met you,

you are another person.

It happens.

I understand that you began riding

in underground races.

The Greeks said

that for souls to reincarnate,

they must first drink

from the river of oblivion first.

So they can forget their past lives,

and can begin a new one.

Freely.

Oh, Lola, you are gorgeous.

Let me tell you...

and see if this rings a bell.

There is a group of select individuals,

very serious people,

who organize hidden encounters...

With no audience.

With no?

With no?

I don't understand.

Me neither.

Can I go on?

"Of horse."

As I was saying...

We leave at dawn...

when it's still dark.

And we are back here at dusk,

God willing,

with our earnings.

What do you think?

I don't know.

Any questions?

Think of it as a work trip.

Just tell me

what you would like in return.

Whatever you need.

I don't know

what you are talking about.

I go through

The same thing as you

No one is waiting for me

Same as you

Why is the love I'm looking for

still being denied

Same as you?

You should cut your hair during Leo

and the waxing moon.

It grows gorgeously.

To keep these highlights

as long as possible you need lemon...

Go out to the courtyard...

sunbathe...

Okay, baby?

I hope my wife likes it.

You are your own wife.

Your sign?

You are probably a Gemini.

They are terrible.

I wouldn't like to be in your shoes.

- Don't know your ascendant either?

- Italian.

That's lovely.

You?

I don't know.

I gave birth to myself.

This call is coming from a penitentiary.

If you accept it, dial 1.

If you don't, hang up now.

- Hi, love.

- Hi.

I'm very happy

you're being looked after.

That you made good friends.

Lucky that the warden likes races, right?

Do what he says.

They say that if everything goes well,

you could be at the birth.

I don't want to go back.

You have to go.

Dolores.

It's important that you go.

Lolita.

Are you ready?

There's a big house

in the middle of nowhere.

A thief opens the door slowly.

And once inside...

he sees it's completely empty.

He went in

looking for something of value...

but when he sees there's nothing,

he relaxes.

Suddenly, he sees an old man

sitting in a corner.

He looks at him, and tells him...

"Hi, old man."

And the old man tells him...

"Hi."

The old man realizes he is a thief...

but as he has nothing to be stolen,

he is relaxed.

The thief comes in...

and sits down with the old man.

They start talking about life.

They drink coffee and become friends.

One doesn't have anything to win...

and the other one... has nothing to lose.

I will lock you in a box.

So we can all stay calm.

Time has come.

The boss doubled his bet.

Should we bet again?

Are you okay?

Go place the bet, I'll stay here.

Should we play again?

But let's take part of the earnings.

Don't be a coward, he's gonna win.

Evening.

Evening.

The jockey?

He's resting.

Right.

I would like to see him.

You have to wait.

Okay.

Everything okay, guys?

This man wants to see the jockey.

What do you need?

Nothing, we are just waiting.

And who are you?

I don't know.

And you?

Who are you, young man?

And you?

Who are you?

No one knows.

Remo!

Someone wants to see you.

He doesn't know who he is.

Hi, Lola.