01x08 - Jacinto Buenaventura: El Mantequilla

[bunniefuu]

[officer through radio]

Watch for Detective Robles' signal.

Nobody moves until she gives the order,

is that clear?

[sirens wailing]

Let's go.

Go in, go in, go in.

Let's go, let's go. Quick.

To the kitchen, to the kitchen. Hey!

Negative, Detective Robles.

The suspect's not there.

We've got a 22B. I repeat.

The 9A isn't here. Let's go.

BUTTER MAN

[flight attendant]

Good afternoon, passengers.

We ask that you stow your carry-on luggage

in the overhead compartments

or under the seat in front of you,

leaving the aisles

and emergency exits clear.

Our estimated flight time

is three hours and 50 minutes

to Tijuana International Airport.

[clicks tongue]

[footsteps approaching]

Hey.

You're

old.

You look older, as*h*le.

But I've always been more handsome.

Ah, well, that's true.

[laughs]

[both laughing]

Ah, Jacinto, damn. [grunts]

-It's a pleasure, you b*stard.

-Welcome.

I don't know how you can live here.

-You can get used to anything.

-Yeah.

[sighs]

-At least no one messes with me here.

-No, for sure.

There isn't a soul out here.

Flies wouldn't even stop here

with this damned heat.

-[laughs] Well, that was the idea, right?

-Oh, yeah.

Why did you come, Cuauh?

[exhales]

-I need your help.

-No. No, no. I can't.

I don't exist, remember?

I can't help you.

Look, man.

I don't know if you're up on the news.

Your case has become a sh*t show.

Did you know your son's looking for you?

And my daughter's right behind me.

-What son? I don't have kids.

-Oh, yeah. Right.

You and I made a deal.

Yes, and if I remember correctly,

you came out of it quite well.

You've lived like a king for 20 years.

You've been free for 20 years.

That's not too bad, right?

After everything you did, you as*h*le.

No. I'm sorry, friend.

I can't. You're on your own with this.

You're who they're looking for.

For all intents and purposes,

I'm just Juan García, a country guy.

And you know what, Cuauh?

It's better if you go.

I don't want you on the highway at night.

It's not safe.

Jacinto,

you know very well that if I go down,

you're going down with me.

So, think hard about your next move.

Okay, as*h*le?

[engine turns on]

[knocking on door]

Hello.

What's your name?

Granisio Barro.

I'm looking for work

in exchange for a taco.

They said in town

that there was work here.

Can you work the land?

Yes.

Do you have strong arms and legs?

Yes. Yes, sir.

-Twenty pesos an hour. Interested?

-Yes.

Follow me.

[sighs]

It's good.

Right? Plus, it's all made here.

The meat is from a nearby ranch.

And I'm lucky because we have

a well here on the property.

[clears throat] Tomorrow, I'll show you

everything you have to do.

Have you lived here long?

You'll sleep in that shack.

It has a straw bed.

There are clothes too.

Feel free to use them if you'd like.

See you here tomorrow at dawn.

Thank you very much, Mister

García, but you can call me Juan.

Thank you very much, Mr. Juan.

Okay, see you here tomorrow at dawn.

When you're done, put out the fire.

-[coworker] Congrats, Beto!

-Bravo! You deserve it. Bravo!

HAPPY RETIREMEN

[Velasco] Bravo, bravo! [laughs]

No, thanks so much for all these years.

What's more, I'm deeply proud and grateful

to have done my job

faithfully and thoroughly.

-Thanks to all of you.

-[Velasco] Bravo!

-Great, great!

-Hey, hey, hey.

Let's cut the cake already.

No drinking on an empty stomach, right?

-[Beto] Go for it.

-[laughs]

Hey, why didn't you wait

for Robles to be here?

I'm just saying

that I think it's a bit hasty

for you to leave

on your exact retirement day.

Especially because of what happened.

I'm getting old, Captain.

My back, my wife, my agility.

Everything weighs on me.

Thanks so much for your work

and your contribution, Benavides.

[groans]

[all cheering]

[chanting] Shove his face in the cake!

Shove his face in the cake!

What are you looking at, man?

Mmm.

Nothing.

Look.

You'll need this tomorrow.

[grunts]

[both laughing]

And he took off running that way.

[Jacinto speaks indistinctly] Cheers.

[objects clattering]

[Jacinto] Granisio!

Granisio.

-[metallic objects clang]

-[broom sweeping]

What are you doing here?

No, no. You can't be here. Get out.

-[phones ringing]

-[typewriters clicking]

Hello.

Congratulations.

MEDAL FOR JOURNALISTIC MERI

Pablo Garduño

"THIS IS THE NEW BUTTER MAN

EMILIANO ESCAMILLA"

They're giving me

the Medal for Journalistic Merit?

Yes, but don't get too excited

because it's the same people,

the same old fogies.

[laughs] It's a joke.

-What?

-[Alonso] Look.

As long as you play for our team

and you do what you're told,

your career will take off.

But, just like we can buy you awards

and turn you into a star,

well, uh, we can also discredit you

and make sure that you never work again.

It's just a little taste

of the heights you can reach.

Mmm? [laughs] That's it.

Congratulations.

[editor] Everyone, come here, please.

[Alonso] Hurry.

All right, let's give a round of applause

to our colleague Garduño,

who won the Medal for Journalistic Merit.

That's it.

Fake.

No way. It can't be.

Look, guys, do the world a favor.

Take this second-rate imitation

and burn it, if you don't want problems.

This painting's too well-known.

No one's going to fall for buying it.

My wife is going to k*ll me.

Ooh.

f*cking Butter Man.

Hello.

Miss Elenita, I already told you

I can't tell you where your dad is.

I'm Detective Robles.

Of course, you can tell me.

Or else I'll arrest you as an accomplice.

-[huffs]

-Oh, you don't believe me?

[sighs]

I'm sure your wife is going to love

the conjugal visits in jail.

f*cking hell. [sighs]

[panting]

Captain Robles is in Tijuana.

My dad is in Tijuana.

He traveled on a fake name.

I need you to issue

a tracking order against him.

MAIN OFFICE

There's a mole in the office.

The higher-ups told me to stay out of it.

They're protecting him.

-Who?

-Elena, your father's reach is huge.

We need to capture him.

I'm sorry, Elenita Robles.

I don't think it's wise to mess with

people who are clearly trying

to prevent this investigation.

-So, stop it, please.

-[sighs]

Aren't you tired, Captain?

Aren't you tired of doing the wrong thing?

This is our only chance to show

that no one is above the law.

Not even the most important police officer

in the country.

-[papers crinkle]

-[scribbling]

[exhales]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[engine turns off]

[Jacinto grunts]

[grunting continues]

[sighs]

Are you going to help me?

Or do I need to turn you in

for real this time?

Took you long enough, you f*cking traitor.

[grunting, groaning]

[grunts]

[groans]

[g*nsh*t]

Juan!

[Jacinto] Relax, relax. Everything's okay.

He's just an old friend.

[groans] Emiliano?

Oh, Jacinto, you are a dumbass.

The son who, according to you,

you don't have,

and who, according to you,

isn't looking for you, is in front of you.

[grunts]

He's not my son, he's Margarita's son.

[sighs]

Did you really think I'm such a dumbass

that I wouldn't recognize you?

Your mug's on every newspaper

in the country.

[groans]

What are you plotting, as*h*le? [chokes]

[grunts]

[sighs]

What are you doing standing there?

Take the car to the back

then come back to help me.

Go on! Move it!

[Jacinto sighs] Son of a f*cking b*tch.

[Robles mumbles]

You're a f*cking son of a b*tch.

[engine turns on]

I'm Detective Elena Robles.

I'm told this man is staying here.

Yes.

-Yes, he checked in under the name

-[paper crinkles]

Ernesto Calderón.

Did he arrive by car or by taxi?

No, by car.

Do you have the license plate?

Yes. Yes, here it is.

-[Robles mumbles] Son of a b*tch!

-[Jacinto sighs]

Ay, ay, ay. [groans]

Ugh, you gotta be kidding.

This isn't what it used to be. [groans]

[groans]

[sighs]

Well, then?

So

what do you want?

Give me half of the loot

that belongs to my mom.

Loot? What loot?

The loot you stole, as*h*le.

What you stole from her.

You left us in misery.

You abandoned me!

I spent years

going from orphanage to orphanage!

-[sighs]

-Did you know that?

Because the as*h*le who was supposed

to take care of me, abandoned me.

And I didn't have my mom because she was

in jail paying for your crimes, as*h*le.

[sniffles]

So, what do you want?

To just complain about being abandoned?

Is that why you came?

[whispers] I came to see my father's face.

I came to look the as*h*le who left me

in the eye.

And, yeah, all I want is

for you to pay for what you did to us.

-What I did to you? No way.

-[stutters]

No f*cking way!

-What your mom did to me!

-Son of a f*cking

Do you want to k*ll me?

Go on, k*ll me.

Do you want my version?

Are you interested?

Calm down, and I'll tell you.

[Jacinto] I had made a deal with

that dumbass Robles so he'd let us escape.

He wanted money.

I already said yes. You're a pain.

[Jacinto] I wanted our freedom.

[Young Robles] No, it's all set.

[Jacinto] So I offered him enough

to live three lifetimes

in exchange for letting us go.

Today

[Jacinto]

But your mom didn't care about that.

She wanted to make her own deal.

And she contacted

that corrupt man, Botello.

So, she told the police

where I was going to be

the day we were going to escape.

And Robles

didn't have another option

but to play dumb and arrest me.

But Botello's not stupid,

and he realized it was better

to make deals with Robles than Margarita.

So, after they arrested me,

-they arrested Margarita too.

-Let me go!

[Jacinto]

And from there, she had nowhere to go.

Son!

[Jacinto] Nobody knew

about my original deal with Robles.

-And luckily, he upheld it.

-[officer] Let's go.

[Jacinto] Of course, in exchange

for more money, jewelry, art

and putting some poor guy in jail.

The guy was paid,

but he went to jail in my name.

Sit down.

[Jacinto] I had to escape.

But I always knew that the day would come

when Margarita would try to get back

what she loves most in life,

and that isn't you or me.

It's her most prized possessions

from our robberies.

A stupid and ugly Dodé painting

and a necklace

that belonged to Empress Carlota.

[huffs] Don't kid yourself,

she's a goddamned b*tch,

-an ambition-hungry traitor

-Shut up, as*h*le.

and a manipulator.

Give me one good f*cking reason

to believe you.

One, mmm?

You know what?

Let's ask Robles so you can see. Let's go.

-Come.

-[door opens]

[Robles] b*tch. Let me go, as*h*le.

[groans]

Let me go.

Son of a b*tch, you're going to pay

Son of a b*tch. [mumbling]

[pants]

-[Jacinto] Will you calm down now?

-Yes, yes, yes.

[groans, grunts]

Good. [groans]

Now that we're more calm,

tell Emiliano what deal you and I made

before Margarita screwed it up.

[Robles] Before the pursuit,

I was going to keep part of the loot

in exchange for letting you escape.

Can you be more specific?

The deal was to let who escape?

You, your f*cking wife,

and this f*cking brat.

[Jacinto] Then what happened?

That dumb b*tch, Margarita,

went to the police and accused you,

thinking that would free her,

that she'd end up with the loot,

with the money, with everything.

All she achieved

was that I had no option

but to arrest you both.

She was tried and found guilty.

And you

You gave me what you had saved

to let you disappear.

See?

Yes.

But you have a lot more,

millions more hidden somewhere.

Don't act stupid.

Give me what belongs to my mom

and we'll leave it there.

Your mom's so lucky

to have you to defend her,

but don't believe anything she tells you.

She doesn't need anyone

to defend her or get revenge for her.

She doesn't want

to be implicated in anything.

Why should I believe you?

Why the f*ck would I believe an as*h*le

who abandoned his family?

-His young son

-No, no. Look, look. I'm not your father.

Margarita was already pregnant

when I met her.

And I guess you know

who the f*ck my father is, right?

He's some random guy I met in a bar.

Mom, what the f*ck?

[phone rings]

Hotel Tijuana, good afternoon.

Detective, it's for you.

Detective Robles speaking.

Alert all units. I'm on my way.

[sirens wailing]

Enough, dear. I know you have questions,

but not now. Keep a clear head.

A clear head? What the f*ck?

Aren't you dying?

-We're all dying.

-We're all dying.

-Margarita, you look gorgeous.

-Don't get me wrong.

Don't be cheesy.

I'm not here to rekindle our love.

You tell me where the money

and everything else is.

Put that thing down, Mom.

What the hell do you mean?

"Everything else?"

You dad robbed us.

Oh, no way, Margarita.

Stop misleading the poor kid.

Your mom used you to find me.

-She needed you to get to me.

-[Emiliano] Shut up, as*h*le.

It's true, right?

Well, yes, it's true. I'm not so sick.

So sick?

For several goddamned years,

you made me believe you had Alzheimer's.

Your cough Just two weeks to live, huh?

Well, yes, I exaggerated,

but I had to light a fire under you, dear,

because you're a slowpoke.

I wasn't going to wait to be senile

to get revenge on this dumbass.

You used your son,

and I almost got k*lled along the way.

How much of this sh*t is real?

-What I just told you.

-All of it, except the illness.

-But, well, that's no big deal, right?

-[Robles] No.

The only real thing here is

that you three are sick sons of b*tches.

-[Jacinto] Shut up.

-[Margarita] You shut up.

Put that thing down, Jacinto. Wait.

-Hey, stop aiming at each other.

-Give me the money, and I'll go.

Never. You'll end up with nothing

because you're scum.

Put the f*cking weapons down.

-Give me the money.

-Go to hell.

-[g*nsh*t]

-What's wrong with you? Are you crazy?

-Next one's in your ba*ls.

-What the hell, Mom?

Tie your dad up. Tie him up.

-Don't you dare, as*h*le.

-Don't aim at me.

-It'd be better if you cooperate, Jacinto.

-Make me.

Oh, you f*cking b*tch.

Now tie him up.

-Hell no, hell no.

-Tie him up.

-You'd sh**t me, Mom?

-Yes, tie him up!

-Don't be a crybaby, as*h*le.

-[groans]

[Margarita] Let's look for the money.

It has to be around here.

-Nothing's here.

-He's telling the truth, Mom.

I already looked everywhere,

and he doesn't have sh*t.

-[Jacinto] Shut up.

-[sighs]

-I'm saying you're right.

-[Robles] Look.

If you want money, let me go,

and I'll give you the money I have.

I don't just want my money.

I want my necklace and my painting.

Tell me where you have them.

Because I know you have them,

you f*cking son of a b*tch.

Where are they?

-Where, as*h*le?

-[Robles screams, groans]

[stutters] In the car. f*cking hell.

-Where's the car?

-[mumbles]

These assholes have it over in the stable.

[groans]

[sirens wailing in distance]

[sirens continue]

POLICE

[whispering] Emiliano. Let's go.

I'm turning myself in.

-[Margarita] What?

-[Jacinto] What?

[sirens continue]

I'm turning myself in

so they can put all of you in jail.

You're all the f*cking same,

a bunch of corrupt liars.

Look, son. They'll put you in jail.

Oh, sh*t, Mom. Now you care about that?

You have no idea

what it's like to be in jail.

Emiliano, we've done this for ten years.

We're so close, please.

We?

For ten years, you've lied to me,

misled me, and manipulated me

so I'd do this f*cking sh*t

I didn't even want to.

Shh, shut up.

Jacinto, talk to your son.

He's not my son.

He's going to turn us in.

Come out with your hands up!

We've got you surrounded!

Help! They've got me hostage!

-They've got me h*s

-Shut up, as*h*le!

[Robles groans]

[Jacinto] Emiliano, wait, wait, wait.

I know

that I'm not the dad you wanted.

In fact, I'm not even your dad

but I did love you.

I love you.

And I've seen what you've done

these last few weeks.

And let me tell you

that you're an artist.

Please.

Don't turn yourself in, son.

Don't waste your talent.

I know we've misled you,

but you've misled us too.

And these days we've spent together,

for me, they've been

the happiest days of my life.

And well, yes, we're a strange family

and we're dysfunctional,

but we're family.

We could start over.

Now let me

be your dad.

You have five seconds to come out.

Five,

four,

three,

two

-[agent] Everybody in!

-[agent 2] Let's go, quick!

[agent] Quick, go in!

-Go in! Let's go, let's go!

-[chattering]

[chattering continues]

[agent 3] To the left!

Okay, untie him.

-I already did.

-Hurry up.

-Just lift it.

-They're getting away!

They're getting away!

They're [grunts]

[mumbles] Damn it!

[muffled screaming]

[grunting, panting]

[mumbles] My daughter.

-[Elena] Guard.

-They're getting away. That way.

They're going that way.

Son, help me.

-Hurry up.

-Get in the car.

[Jacinto grunts]

[Margarita] Go on, go on.

Let's go.

Let's go.

[engine turns on]

[tires squeal]

[Elena] f*cking sh*t.

[panting]

[sirens wailing]

[tires squeal]

[panting continues]

[Robles]

Those criminals wanted to sully my name.

It was part of their plan to blame me.

But I was carrying out

a secret investigation

that revealed that Butter Man,

the true Butter Man, was at large.

Given the dangerous nature of the mission,

it was a covert operation.

Unfortunately, those th*gs

were more than I'd thought.

It was the whole family.

They held me hostage,

they tortured me.

[sighs]

Fortunately, the police arrived,

under orders from Officer Elena Robles,

my daughter.

That concludes the briefing.

Thank you for your attention.

[journalist] And the stolen goods, sir?

What can you say about that?

-[journalists chatter]

-[Camacho] Folks, please!

Right now,

the captain won't be taking any questions.

And after his valiant effort

to bring justice back to our country,

and risking his life in the process,

we should let him rest.

We'll take a few pictures, please.

That's all.

-[chattering]

-[journalist] Can we have another picture?

[chattering continues]

Elena Robles

PRESIDENT GIVES AWARD

TO CIPD DETECTIVE

Mexico's first female detective.

May you be the example

of morality and integrity

for all girls in this country.

They overdid it with that f*cking circus.

I know, right? f*cking corrupt police.

They're thieves.

[Jacinto] Well, honestly,

I missed this.

-[sighs] I'm going to the bathroom.

-Me too.

[person through TV] Thank you so much

for your honorable service to our nation.

It's an honor to count on people like you

to serve our country.

[person 2 through TV] And as a follow-up,

this afternoon the government issued

an arrest warrant

against these three criminals.

WANTED

REWARD $20,000.000 MXN

-[Margarita] Let's go.

-[person 2] A reward is offered

for information that leads to the capture

of Emiliano Escamilla, Margarita Escamilla

and Jacinto Buenaventura.

[Margarita] Hit it.

[engine turns on]

-[Jacinto hoots, laughs]

-[Margarita] Hey, slow down!

Thank you.

Thanks for rescuing me from that ranch.

-Honestly, I was really bored.

-Come on.

I didn't realize just how bored I was.

Whoo! But could we stop by a pharmacy?

Thanks to your damned mom,

my leg really hurts.

Shut up. You're a crybaby.

-You've always been a crybaby.

-Don't start, Margarita.

-Any little thing, "Ow, it hurts."

-[chattering]